Memory: June 1, 1976

In reading the title of this post, you may have one of the following thoughts in your head: I don’t remember this date, but it must hold some importance to the writer. I remember exactly where I was on this date and can tell you the color of socks I wore. I don’t remember this date because I was probably lost in a purple haze. I wasn’t born yet. Gosh, the writer is old. After a meeting in our officeRead more

Snapshot: I Don’t Want to Grow Up

Discover Challenge: Get inspired by Andrea Jarrell’s post “A Roar for the Ages,” and tell a broad story using a series of short, focused scenes. The Shower I remember the day clearly, walking home from eighth grade with a girlfriend. We were standing in the middle of the sidewalk, next to an apple tree, near where a former house had been replaced by a gas station. Vehicles buzzed past, maneuvering a curve, then disappearing. We were on the verge of ninth grade, highRead more

The Dawn of a New Melange

The thoughts of yesterday forgotten I like the way this new skin feels Bring me splinters of tomorrow Collect the parts where I win ~from the song Dawn of a New Day~ It went without fanfare, without neon lights or trumpets sounding. March 17th was the third anniversary of Mary J Melange on WordPress. I actually hadn’t thought about it until today. It was an “oh yeah” moment, followed by a cough or two from this dang cold. I’m homeRead more

Mixing it Up Since March of 2013

“A two-year-old is kind of like having a blender, but you don’t have a top for it.” ~Jerry Seinfeld~ I’ve come to realize in recent years that I don’t always finish what I start. I don’t stay committed. This is especially true with consistent exercise and healthy eating habits, but also applies to a pushed-aside plan to organize photographs. I can only blame my own laziness and boredom, with an occasional time crunch, for the lack of follow-through. This isRead more