Push

I started working out with a trainer at the beginning of the month, after having an “is that my ass?!” moment in a clothing store dressing room. I liked it so much after the first week, I invited the Sugar to go with me. She put us on a 16 week program and we’ve been…

Calling Myself a Dancer

Tuesday night in class I realized I’m growing as a dancer. Moves I struggled with a year ago, are smoother now. Layering no longer seems out of reach. I’m getting better at turning and traveling, counting and cueing. I’m practicing outside of class more. I can see my body changing, feel the weight lifting from…

New Piercing

  I got a dermal chest piercing today, the first of three. It’s titanium with a synthetic opal cap that matches my wedding ring. I love it. Love it. Love. It.

“Honestly…”

“Honestly, I don’t believe you can think for yourself.” I was sitting behind her, on the edge of the tub, watching her curl her hair for work. She was looking at the mirror, her reflected eyes on mine, one side of her mouth curled into the familiar sneer, marring her pretty features. Since I’d moved…

We Can Talk at the Table

“You like him!” she said. “Why don’t you talk to him?” I listed all the reasons I couldn’t, all bullshit. She acted exasperated, rolling her eyes and blowing out her breath. “You stopped me from setting him up on St. Patty’s day.” Her look challenged me to deny it. I couldn’t, so I grinned at…