Readers, we've been together for 26 straight autumn days. Blogtober has T-5 days left. I don't know what to do with myself. Or...do I? Ha! We're not even done yet. But I wanted to do that. And you get one, too, for sticking with me and reading and liking and commenting and following. The real [...]
Tag: Friday
Blogtober #19: do your Fall Friday dance.
Even with endless rainy days (it's been raining here for a full two weeks, reader) and minor disappointments in life (I'll spare the details and provide them for another post, but let's give you one clue: men), you'll find This Square Peg moving in some fashion during the day. Even if it's chair dancing at [...]
Blogtober #12: Flashback Friday to Summer.
No, this post isn't necessarily about fall, although the last day of my trip occurred in September. But we're flashbacking today, so it's all good. Anywho, this past Labor Day weekend, I left on a jet plane to visit a good friend of mine who lives in Orange County, CA. Despite the fact that it [...]
Happy Chiwetel Friday.
This is Chiwetel Ejiofor. There's not much else to say here. I love him and it's Friday. Bon weekend, mes amis...
Blogvember #24 and #25: Thursday and Friday.
#24: It was lovely being off work on Thursday. This is what I did, rather than blog. Sorry. Well, not really. ***************************** #25: Since it's Black Friday, here's a poem I wrote a few years ago, entitled, naturally, Black Friday. and so she believed the hype. she tipped her head toward the heavens and waited [...]
Blogvember #11: Friyay.
My bestie is coming to town this evening, you guys. The bestie! Needless to say, I basically want to tap dance out of here so we can start our fun. And yet morning just began, so...Anyway, she's my first visitor since I moved to Texas. Wonder how she'll react to the absence of furniture. Bon [...]
Geneviève.
That's the name I've given my wig. SN: wigs are like sliced bread when it comes to my eternal love and devotion. I can slap a wig cap over my two-strand twists that I didn't feel like taking out--which is exactly what's going on as we e-speak--and transform my entire look for the day. Pretty [...]
20 (Maybe) Weird Things.
I've said it before: we're all weirdos. See the following. I read over people's shoulders on the train, especially when they have hefty, voluminous books in their hands. I mean, how can I be a legitimate bookworm if I don't hoard what you're reading? If you stand too close to me anywhere, this is clear [...]
how dare you guess my actual age?
Thanks to the African juices/genetics (thanks, Daddy and Ma), I have somewhat youthful features. When I was a teenager, I looked younger. When I was in my mid-20s, a woman at a hair salon once asked me if I was excited about Homecoming. Her shock when I explained that I was 26 years old--and not 15, [...]
Meanwhile, in Paris…
I think this Parisienne embodies my future life in the City of Lights. In every way you can think of. Bursting with a thousand words, and I agree with every letter. Happy Friday, and bon weekend, mes amis.
