I’m sick. I have sweat pooling in my bra and goosebumps decorating my arm. I’ve been lying on the heated bathroom floor under a quilt for the past 2 hours and now smell like a locker room, part Mr. Clean, part sweat and body oils. I wince when I have to swallow my own saliva…
Author: Nancy
Chocolate Kisses
Happy Valentines! Despite my grumbling about Red earlier in the week, I awoke to 4 happy faces and chocolate kisses this morning. Cupid, again, has slain me. Chocolates, flowers, cuddles, kisses, whatever he’s offering – I want it all and I don’t care that it’s a Hallmark holiday. It is expected and he did not…
You don’t bring me flowers
My husband never buys me flowers for Valentines Day, because “it’s too expected.” So what then, you might ask, do I get for Valentines? When I look back at our 13 or 15 Valentine Days together (1994-1995 were on-again, off-again years) very little in the way of gifts that wow come to mind: dinners out…
Valentines schmalentines
I think I started hating Valentines Day in grade school. I would count the number of cards received, analyze the sappy sentiments inside and ruthlessly grade myself in terms of popularity. As I got into high school, the lack of a boyfriend really turned me off of the day for lovers – tacky commercialism and…
I heart Provocateur
From some reason, I am on Agent Provocateur’s email list. I should probably move them to my junk folder except that occasionally they send me photos of the latest fashion in high-class call girl, barely-there wear, and the photos are deliciously hot! Last week, the very clever people at AP sent me an invitation to…
Hello World!
Hello world, I’m Lucie – a wife, mother, and daughter with 2 degrees, 3 kids and an out-of-date resume. I’ve been looking for a creative outlet to share my thoughts, issues, cravings, and ideas, and this is it! Hope you’ll come back and visit me again soon. Love Lucie
Love Lucie 