Although I’m fairly introverted, I’ve been told that at times I can be stubborn… I’ll thank my mother for that. I’m not stubborn about most things, but when I latch onto something, I’m like a barnacle on a beach: immobile, annoying as hell, and salty.  Continue reading



I didn’t actually have that many nightmares when I was a kid (supposedly they’re the most common in 5 – 12-year-olds), mostly because I would have daymares. Side note: I just discovered that daymare is a legitimate word.  Continue reading

Odd Trio Redux

Time for another Odd Trio prompt: write a post about any topic you want, in whatever form or genre, but make sure it features a slice of cake, a pair of flip-flops, and someone old and wise.

A lot of great things happened the day I turned eight. It was a time when I worried less about boys and school, and more about making Mom and Dad laugh and carrying the basket of eggs carefully enough to leave each one without a crack. Not once did I ever actually make it to the house without gooey yolk dripping out of the basket, but I tried nonetheless.

I ran into my grandmother’s house laughing, despite hearing the second egg crack. What was that amazing smell? My mother scolded me and took the basket away before I could do any more damage, and the instant she did I was off and running again, trying to find Dad. I heard him before I saw him; I always did. At the end of the long dinner table, he sat smiling and talking with Grandma. As soon as he caught my eye, he paused and prepared himself while I ran right up to him and jumped in his lap. My flip-flops flew off my feet, but I left them lying on the floor in disarray. I rarely wore shoes on Grandma’s farm. Besides the dog and chicken poo that littered the yard, what was there to step in? Nothing dangerous, so it didn’t matter.  Continue reading

Adult Visions

As a kid, you must have imagined what it was like to be an adult. Now that you’re a grownup (or becoming one), how far off was your idea of adult life?

I fall under the “becoming an adult” category, so I feel infinitely less qualified to answer this question compared to most of the adult population. Regardless, my life has turned out to be quite an interesting manifestation of my childhood hopes and dreams.

Things have a way of working out in my life, albeit long after I stop caring about it. When I was in kindergarten, I liked a boy in my class. He was a little shy, but very sweet. After a while, though, we continued just being friends, and that was the end of that… until my senior year in high school when I went to prom with him. My kindergarten self definitely did not see that one coming.  Continue reading

Can’t Watch This

When was the last time you watched something so scary, cringe-worthy, or unbelievably tacky — in a movie, on TV, or in real life — you had to cover your eyes?

I can’t remember exactly the last time I closed my eyes because 1. I avoid truly scary movies like the plague, and 2. cringe-worthy things are fascinating; no matter how gruesome or disgusting something is, the more my eyes are peeled open. Why else would I love shows like Dexter, Bones, and Castle? I promise I’m not crazy.

The last time I really remember closing my eyes was when I was watching Star Wars: Episode II with my family. I was maybe seven or eight at the time, and my brother around five or six. At the part where Anakin and Padme kiss for the first time, my little brother and I did what we always did at a scene we deemed “too inappropriate” for our innocent eyes: we covered each other’s faces and giggled the whole way through.

I guess the main reason I find this story funny is because that kiss is so kid-friendly compared to what goes on in TV shows and movies nowadays. You could say my brother and I had sheltered childhoods, but boy am I glad I never ran into something like Dexter way back then. I’m also glad Star Wars: Episode III came out when it did, because I don’t think my eight-year-old self would’ve been able to handle that scene when Anakin is crawling out of the lava. Ten-year-old Siena could handle it though. No need to cover my eyes that time.