Last Friday, I imagine that a team of meteorologists high-fived each other and whooped giddily into the night. Why? Because all the forecasts and "models" were proven true: a blizzard was expected, and a blizzard came. For the past five days, most of us in the East Coast and Mid-Atlantic have been holed up in …
Several Things This Square Peg is Not Here For.
(See my mother's list here.) Passive-aggressiveness. Choose a side and we shall deal accordingly. But you can't be both. I won't allow it in my presence. Rudeness. A door shouldn't shut in my face because you failed to hold it open for me when I was behind you. Wrong on so, so many levels. Men who …
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shopgirl?
I don't know what it is about entering a store and looking through racks of clothes and trying them on that fills me with pre-root canal-esque queasiness, fear, and disdain. Most of my friends hear my "I detest shopping" complaint and are shocked that my recent weight loss didn't translate into a complete change in mindset, …
The History Test: Random Memory #3
Let's just get into it, folks. (See other random memories here and here, if you're wondering what this random memory thing is about.) When I was a sophomore in high school, I was in a pretty interesting History class. Interesting because my teacher, Mrs. G., was probably one of the more quirkier teachers I'd had in …
Rallying.
In high school, I loved pep rallies. There was something electric about all of us gathered in the gym, screaming for the basketball team or the football team and the loud music and the cheerleaders and all of that. Never mind that in four years of high school (and college, too), I never attended one …
The Boss.
Last night, a friend invited me to join her for Motown: The Musical. So well-done, first and foremost, and such a great opportunity to reminisce about how those incredible songs have been with me since I was a child. What a wonderful journey. But above all, above all, the musical reminded me of my enduring love for the woman you …
The Three Faces of This Square Peg.
All the emotions in the span of the day. Or everyday, really, give or take. Grumpy, Somewhat Smiley, Eventual Smile. (I really need to exfoliate/moisturize my kissers before putting on my lip shade. That's Currant by MAC, by the way. Great for the autumn/winter months. It's just the lip pencil used all over.) All right. Onwards, upwards, …
The Mild African Woman.
My name is This Square Peg, I am an African Woman, and I cannot eat spicy foods. {Moment of silence} It's weird, right? That when I eat anything spicy I see my life flashing before my eyes? It's been like this since I was a wee lass. (Apparently, I'm also Irish.) I have memories of my …
About your Author.
So how are you? Blah. Yeah, me too. So blah that I forgive you for doing this infernal question and answer thing again. Yeah, you must be really blah to actually be forgiving. Even that bit of sarcasm is ok with me. Sigh. What's wrong, pussycat? I'm blah, but you seem a bit more than …
laughter in the rain?
This morning, a cold, unrelenting rain descends onto the atmosphere. The skies are dark, overwhelming, and sad. And I'd like to swim in a pool of French fries and cupcakes while I sob myself to a fitful sleep. Needless to say, it's obvious that I loathe days like this. I'd love to tell you that I'm someone who …
This Square Peg. 