Dear Becket, I am trying to find a way to tell you how much I love you. There was a night recently when we were traveling, when I was awake all night in our hotel room worrying how I could describe it to you. My love for you is deeper than the deepest depth, wider than… Read more »
Posts By: Tami Evans
Self Promotion
Once upon a time, I was the Assistant Designer for Banana Republic evening-wear, swim-wear, active-wear, and intimates. I was part of an International Design Team housed in a gorgeous old warehouse in the garment district of NYC with gothic pillars and floor to ceiling windows and an open limit shopping account. My boss was a… Read more »
Survey Says
Hi. I’m Tami. And I’m a recovering People Pleaser. I am happy to report that most of the time, at this stage of my life, I am successful in living my life doing what is right for myself and my son, and not worrying about what others think. Most of the time I can create… Read more »
Carded
(With deep apologies to poets everywhere) Tis the week before Christmas and all through my town If you are not careful, you might get run down. People are scurrying, scrambling and buying – Just grabbing a gallon of milk can be trying. The children are wishing and begging for snow, Why school is… Read more »
Stache
I shave my face. Yep, that’s right, starting three weeks ago, I am THE smooth upper lip chick! I am thrilled! But I have gotten some uneasy glances when I ask my friends to feel how smooth my lip is. Not because I am asking them to pet me, but rather because I am talking… Read more »
Inflation
This time each year, it happens every time I drive along the streets or walk the sidewalks of my neighborhood. I am calmly going about my day, when suddenly I turn the corner and one of THEM appears right before me. They are appearing like mushrooms. They are taking over. They are Inflatables. I feel… Read more »
Expectations
I had to sprint the last two blocks but I made it just as the bus doors were hissing closed. I had only recently moved to Chicago and was just getting the hang of the bussing system, but I knew from painful experience that missing one, could mean nearly an hour of my life trickling… Read more »
54 West 70th
For a couple of years in my thirties, I lived in a studio apartment on the Upper West Side (UWS) of Manhattan. Studio is New York for teeny. It was two hundred and fifty (250) square feet. You know your walk-in closet? Yeah, twice that. Here, let me give you a tour… come through the… Read more »
Swoosh
FEMALE NARRATOR VOICE OVER: We’ve been together almost four years now. It is kind of a miracle when I think about it. It sure didn’t start well. When I think back to the beginning, I remember how very difficult it was at first – painful even. No therapist in the world would encourage a… Read more »
Smell My Feet
His first Halloween, Becket was a puppy dog. The costume, a gift from England, was a pair of footie pj’s, and a hood with ears and a puppy face. We lived in a NYC high rise and when he crawled down the carpeted hallway from door to door, the tail sewn on his bottom wagged… Read more »