Author Archives: Mrs. Spit

There’s a Girl

Posted on August 14, 2017 by Mrs. Spit

I was standing in line at the hardware store. It turns out that I didn’t have any construction adhesive and was a bit short on 1/4round and trim will go better when you have some. The people in front of … Continue reading →

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Not Listening, Not Debating

Posted on August 8, 2017 by Mrs. Spit

3 months ago a director in my organization made a lewd remark about my attire. I ought not to have to justify what I was wearing, but I assure you, it was appropriate to the situation. He was senior enough … Continue reading →

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Slowly . . . Accidentally

Posted on August 3, 2017 by Mrs. Spit

  I’m slowly learning about myself. It’s not deliberate or calculated. It’s a series of accidental observations. It turns out that I like doing yard work. I surprise myself at how orderly I am. I like the process of yard … Continue reading →

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Alchemy

Posted on July 18, 2017 by Mrs. Spit

I took Anthropology on a lark because it started at 10 am. It was the first time that I realized my idea of what being a woman meant was so bounded by my time, by background and my geography. Political … Continue reading →

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In the Middle

Posted on July 11, 2017 by Mrs. Spit

Yesterday was a bad day. I cloaked it in gallows humour, jokes about not having time to die. An innocent email to the MS nurse (I have 21 bruises on my legs and arms. I don’t know where they are … Continue reading →

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Hers, In Mine

Posted on July 5, 2017 by Mrs. Spit

I am on a new medication and it gives me a dry mouth. My solution is to keep a ziploc baggie of scotch mints in my purse. They sit next to the package of kleenex. Which makes me my mother. … Continue reading →

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setting the attractions of my good parts aside I have no other charm

Posted on June 24, 2017 by Mrs. Spit

I have faults. I’m, uh… easily mesmerized by people who use multi-syllabled words and, um, men who can discuss Tolstoy. Diane Lockhart, Good Wife.  Maybe you have been somewhere and you observed a couple on a date. You have recognized … Continue reading →

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In the Window (Staring Back at Me)

Posted on June 23, 2017 by Mrs. Spit

A few months ago I drove past the thrift store near my house and my wedding dress was on the mannequin in the window. I suppose this wasn’t a surprise. I had donated it some months previously. I held on … Continue reading →

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Ceterus Paribus

Posted on June 12, 2017 by Mrs. Spit

20 years ago September I was sitting in a very large lecture theatre, learning about the laws of supply and demand. The law of demand says Ceterus Paribus, when price increases we consume less of a thing, but if our … Continue reading →

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Reminders –> Dismiss All

Posted on June 3, 2017 by Mrs. Spit

I replaced my Mac last week. This is a mostly seamless process, with a few things. (The new mac doesn’t have an ethernet port. That was a startling realization at the office, where we are completely wired!) Outlook spent most … Continue reading →

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