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My guy surprised me by showing up at my weight lifting class (hello, osteopenia, I see you and I challenge you!) with Stanley in the backpack and plans to see comedy in the park. Three things I love: my guy, my dog, and an outing I don’t have to plan. Okay, the comedy was meh at best. But the conviviality of the crowd, the sunshine through the trees, the thrown together picnic, a joy! One of the comedians got a rousing cheer when he began by greeting us:
we’re doing the best we can despite the circumstances
Absolutely! I’ll take it.
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The past month I’ve been leading a ‘Summer Swim’ Generative Writing Class and I must say, it’s truly a fun thing! We have three more drop in sessions and I’d love to welcome you! Message me here if you’d like to join:
Last week I gave the prompt—a supposedly fun thing that wasn’t. Mulling all the possibilities, I was brought back to my 21st birthday.
A Supposedly Fun Thing
On my 21st birthday I found myself married to the wrong man, living in the wrong town. My husband and his friends were at least a dozen years older than me. I’d been drinking in bars and restaurants with them for three years already. To them I was fanciful and flighty—a stage my husband was going through that required a brash college student who thought she was smarter than everyone else because she was reading Hemingway and knew how to spell his name with one m.
Still, they mustered excitement. Took me to a TGIF and ordered me Long Island Ice Teas, a cesspool of a drink, that left me wobbly and insistent that I swim in a fountain.