Sis Monica
Bio
Realistic hopeless romantic. Verbose introvert. Abstinent mother of 7...or so. Veteran. Spoken word artist. Poet. A plethora of similes and metaphors. Compare and contrast for yourself.
Stories (2/0)
Without Regret
With an unladylike howl, she slammed the clam-shell grill closed a bit harder than she should have. Here's another burn to add to her collection of scars. Furiously, she swiped the dirty blue rag across the slightly cooled grill which still boasted temperatures near three hundred degrees. With her wrist, she dabbed the corner of her eye, thankful that her last cashier had slipped out into the night. Sinking into the office chair, she collected paperwork along with her thoughts, tucking some here and others there.
By Sis Monica5 years ago in Viva
Fall in Love with Drive Thru
We've all done it. You're at the Supercenter with your kids, their best friends and at least one kid that no one really knows waiting for you to entertain them with after school snacks, a slumber party, or weekend feast. You race down the aisles with visions of the other "resident adult" permitting any number of unacceptable things to occur including a tea party with heirloom china or burning down the house in an attempt to pop popcorn.
By Sis Monica5 years ago in Feast