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January 11, 2000
Three years ago, when I was a senior in high school, we were assigned to read and write a response to Virginia Woolf’s “A Room of One’s Own.” I wasn’t all that excited to read it, to be honest. But I went home and started it that evening. I still remember feeling almost manic reading…
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January 7, 2000
Angel and I have been coming in early for breakfast again. He brings me a glazed donut and a kolache every morning. I brew a pot of coffee, and we sit at the little table in the kitchen before starting our work for the day. It’s how I’d imagine what married life might be like…
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January 3, 2000
For New Year’s Eve, Angel said that he had a surprise for me. I thought we might be going to a party with some of his friends, and I wanted to look pretty, so I’d borrowed a black velvet dress with silver rhinestones and a white angora cardigan. Instead, we went out for drinks and…
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December 30, 1999
Horoscope for today in this morning’s paper: “You might have a strong need for balance and harmony now. You probably desire to keep things nice rather than venturing into fundamental questions in order not to disturb the peace. You must learn to share your good and bad feelings. Do not be afraid to be who…
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December 31, 1999
It’s not just the end of the year, it’s the end of the century. Tomorrow means a new century and a new beginning. There’s a bunch of people worried that things will go wrong with the computers tomorrow when the days roll over. That banks will fail. Or that computers will crash. But none of…
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December 22, 1999
I went shopping for Christmas presents after work yesterday. I’ve saved up over the past couple months a little bit in each paycheck so that I’d have some set aside. Even before Angel, I knew that I wanted this Christmas to be different. I’ve never really bought presents for anyone — never really had the…
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December 20, 1999
Angel and I went out again this weekend. We started having breakfast again in the morning. Eating lunch together just the two of us at my office desk. Spending all our time together on the weekends. Angel came over on Saturday night with a pizza and a bottle of wine. We were going to hang…
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December 16, 1999
How is it possible to feel like this? To feel such a capacity for love and joy and happiness? I was in the grocery store yesterday, and a guy kept talking to me at the checkout counter. He was gorgeous–blonde hair and tanned skin. And, he was talking to me. Asking me about my day…
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December 14, 1999
Today is Momma’s and Daddy’s wedding anniversary. I’m not sure how many of their anniversaries have been happy, but they’ve made it this long together. That has to count for something. They met when Momma was working at a hospital in Grapevine. One of the nurse’s aides had a son who was in the Army…
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December 13, 1999
Angel took me out this weekend to a Christmas party on Saturday night. One of his friends from high school was throwing a party, and we drove up there. I hadn’t been to the Metroplex in years, not since we went to Six Flags in high school during my junior year for a field trip…