Eternal Grinding of the Stressed-Out Teeth: A Screenplay in One Act by Camille–Archives of Our Lives ACT I Scene 1: A newly married couple at a hotel on their wedding night, already in bed and on the brink of a … Continue reading
Poor Kyle and I attend church meetings every Sunday from 11 a.m. to 2 p.m. Almost everyone in our congregation (we call them “wards” [as in “mental ward,” only most of us aren’t insane. I am, of course…but that’s totally … Continue reading
I’ve always had issues with my hair. From a very young age, my mother forced toxic chemicals on my otherwise-straight hair, with the hopes it my curl and bounce like Shirley Temples. It did neither, instead forging its way down … Continue reading
…because of his bad behaviour. Did I forget to mention I am in Oregon this week? I’m in Oregon. Actually, our trip is almost over—it was just a short run down to Oregon to pick up trailers as part of … Continue reading
*Preface: Inasmuch as Poor Kyle and I are married (i.e. legally lawfully husband and wife), we have, on occasion, been known to take our morning showers together. Might I add that this is not so much a sexual ritual, as … Continue reading
When I was in the sixth grade (Grade 6 if you’re Canadian,) my teacher, Mrs. Lewis, had us do a science experiment. We were divided into teams, and each of us needed to bring something different to make slides of, … Continue reading
In the two and a half years of our relationship, Poor Kyle and I have taken more road trips together than I can feasibly count. And since the new duty of “trailer fetcher” at the shop has fallen upon him, … Continue reading