Minerva Wanders

 She was going out of town for the weekend, to see a friend.  She seems to have a friend in a lot of big cities, Chicago, New York, LA, even London.  She's worked all over you see.  She doesn't like to tell her mom when she leaves.  Her mom is dependent on her, but she'll be okay.  Mom has a home health aid that comes around.  If she's lonely she has other children she can call.  Why she should be kept in the dark about her daughter's travels?  Its none of my business and I don't mind keeping such an innocuous secret.  Perhaps parental judgement is too much for my friend.  I'm told not to tell my Mom either.  Fine.  Just in case she slips up and says something.  It has happened.  We're not used to keeping secrets in my family.   I did ask if I could go.  My friend immediately looked uncomfortable.  I back pedaled.  Oh, I'm sure you want to have time to yourself with your friend.  Not...

Let's talk about my lover.  It's time.   Imagine willing to risk it all just to feel the touch of a particular man.  This isn't about love.  Love will make you do crazy things, think stupid thoughts, we all know this, either from experience or from the movies.  Me personally, love made me a little dumb, but nothing like this.  This is lust.  Lust is not a sin. Let's compare lust to hunger or thirst or air.  It's necessary for survival.   well enough of me trying to justify my bad behavior.   We were both married.  I was unhappy with my husband and my sex life.  He claimed his wife wasn't affectionate enough either.  One day he took a huge risk and ran a finger along my thigh.  I had a run in my stocking.  That was the tipping point.  There was no going back for me.  I thought about that moment for days.  "I shouldn't, I shouldn't, I shouldn't.  But I'm gonna."  It meant ris...

Here it is February and I'm vacillating between the anxiety of cabin fever and hibernation. It was an easy winter. The past few years have been mild. Still it's cold and I want to hide under my covers. Or I want to make soup and wear sweaters. I actually caught myself getting really down this year. I bought one of those seasonal disorder lamps. Could be placebo, could work like a charm. who cares! it simulates the sun, right? Well I love the sun.  Still we were talking cabin fever. This is my birthday month and I decided I didn't want to travel, at least not far. Sadly, summer like weather requires a plane ride and I just don't want the aggravation. So it's a simple birthday this year. Champagne and snacks and stimulating conversation. Every now and then though, I check airfare. I check airbnb. I pan around google maps looking for destinations.  Then I take a deep breath and say wait.  what's on the agenda so far!   Florida Keys, again!  New...

 Nice things about the (ex) husband; holding hands while watching TV watching him put honey on his sandwich.   laying on the stairs of our new home laughing in bed over sexual mishaps messing with our neighbor (Independence Day on delay) proud he aced that test sharing puns trying to save squirrels and ducks my bow on the grab handle his face in my car making him fix things I already took apart laughing at his daughter when she got busted pushing me down the hallway things that begin with G "you're number 1" he always looked good after a haircut getting the hint when I want neck kisses This list is longer than I thought it would be.  Still short compared to the other list.