The End

How do you work it?
This is Holly. We met one month ago when I decided to have my first manicure and pedicure in over three years… maybe four. On one of my afternoon escapades with Benjamin and just after I’d found out about my new job, I noticed a sign outside for her salon for a $20.00 manicure and a $35.00 pedicure. The sign and her low price (manicures are ridiculo

Flying
The plane lands with a jerk as I reach under the seat to rescue my purse from its lonely spot on the floor. I turn my face toward the piece of chewed gum the passenger before me wedged into the pleather-covered fold of the seat pocket. This way it can’t catch my hair. When I first spotted the gum I gasped a bit and then after accepting its existence I tried to envision the type of person who would actually do such a thing. My first imaginary gum chewing culprit is a 10-year-old boy with an attitude. But women and children are few and far between on these business flights. I throw the kid away and settle on a vision of a slightly overweight middle-aged man with

Love
My little sister wrote this unbelievable story. The main character, a young woman who has been mauled by a crazed dog feels as if the ugliness inside of her is now on the outside for everyone (namely the men she dates) to see. The short story is actually published, for real, in a for real publication – the Indiana State Review. I highly recommend you find a copy. That story is a mish-mash of she and I’s dating lives during our early 20’s. Choosing the wrong men, dumping the right ones – all for the wrong reasons. But then facing those scars, bringing them out into the open and w

Dread Pirate Benjamin
Check it out, our sixth and final Ford Fiesta Mission. I had to find someone to play the part of a celebrity. Little did I know he was right under my nose. Thanks again to Ford for giving us a chance to drive one of the 2011 Fiestas for six months. I never knew I could a) have so much fun driving a car or b) actually feel like my car is a member of the family, like a pet or something. Fiesta Dave… you will be terribly missed and you are a wicked, wicked ride. Any girl would be lucky to have you. P.S. I just updated my

My Decision
The real reason I’ve been frozen. It recently came to my attention that some of my family members – family members who I don’t even see or speak to on a regular basis – are keeping up with my life through this blog. Their conclusion, rightfully so, is that I am a self-absorbed mother who puts herself over her own son. “Benjamin’s birthday party, Alaina?” said family member, who shall remain unnamed seethed into the phone. “Yeah, what about it?” “Have you ever been to a kids birthday party, Alaina?” “Yes and they’re pretty boring.” &#