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Author Archives: mathdreads

The Making of Dorothy Shoes

For my latest costume endeavor, I set out to make Dorothy shoes after quickly discovering that most prefabricated glittery shoes were either gold or silver. I hit up a couple of thrift stores first. For some silly reason, I thought I needed to start off with a red pair of shoes, but in reality, they could have … Continue reading »

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A Tale of Two Lovers

He fell in love with a look Not a woman She brought to life The fantasy he’d carried Around in his head Except she didn’t Not in reality He was in love with her For a season Until she broke The illusion Changed her look Up until that point He’d cheerfully disregarded Anything in her … Continue reading »

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Dog Saliva

When it comes to dating, I’m often accused of being too picky. Not true. At my age, I can just tell after one or two dates that a guy isn’t worth pursuing. I know I’m not going to radically change anyone even though every potential guy is a fixer upper. My usual deal breakers are … Continue reading »

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Kill Them with Kindness

When they yell and trample all over your feelings while explaining how sensitive they are, kill them with kindness. When they invite you then uninvite you, kill them with kindness. When they repeatedly ask you why you can’t be more like somebody else, kill them with kindness. When they know they owe you money, but … Continue reading »

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And Then…

So the reason I’ve never done illegal drugs is I’d spent about 13 years on prescription phenobarbital since I’d had three mild seizures by the time I was 4. That was back in the 70s, when all patients were over-medicated. My parents emphasized to me how I could die if I mixed other drugs with … Continue reading »

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Night Hike @ Lady Bird Lake

We met at the Stevie Ray Vaughn statue along Lady Bird Lake to take a night hike around 8:30. This was late enough for the heat to subside, but there was still sunlight. As we walked eastward along the trail, I heard the sound of a crowd of people, smelled a familiar stench then came upon … Continue reading »

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Free Positivity

If someone ever gave out free samples of positivity, I’d surely try it since “free” is my price. Not only that, but I want more positivity in my life. More doors of opportunity to be opened, more creative flow, restfulness, energy and laugh-out-loud moments. When I was younger, I thought once I figured life out, … Continue reading »

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Life of Magic

There is no abracadabra Hocus pocus Open sesame No unsaying things said Nor undoing things done Kissing him good-bye As if it were hello But it’s really good-bye It’s really He’ll never know Since he’ll be long gone Before the truth escapes From her sensuous Secretive mouth He’ll never understand She wasn’t batshit crazy She … Continue reading »

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100% Fundraiser 2016

For a third year in a row, I participated in the Carver Museum’s 100% Fundraiser. We local artists pick up art supplies from the museum, decorate the canvas however we please, then return them for a silent auction. Every time I see my submission, all I remember is how I had the flu while doing it. … Continue reading »

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Creating Developing-Country Women’s Healthcare in Texas

Nearing college graduation, I knew two things: I didn’t want to enter graduate school nor did I want to get a “real” job; so I joined the Peace Corps as an education volunteer. That amazing experience started my teaching adventures in Tanzania, South Korea, Egypt, Mexico and Honduras. It also opened my eyes to the … Continue reading »

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