A Slice of Slices

Some of my March posts are one-offs, nothing to return to. They fit neatly in the ribbon-tied package of my posts and they’re done. Others … not so much. So tonight I’m sharing a few updates on some of those slices that have kept on keeping on.

My toes are getting better. There’s still pain, but the swelling is going down, and I’m no longer limping. I should say more here … how I finally went to the doctor, for instance. But I didn’t. So I can’t say that.

I opened the photo app on my phone to share a picture I took earlier today … and discovered that I’d taken a picture of the man on the subway platform on Sunday. I have absolutely no memory of doing that. It was, apparently, right before the woman stepped into our sightline — the train is behind him, entering the station, and he’s turned toward us, already making that strange, forceful walk toward us. It’s so odd that I don’t remember taking his picture. Maybe I wanted to have a record of him in case he did something? I supposed that’s sort of good thinking … but imagine how much that could have set him off! Yes, imagine. I enlarged the picture to get a better look at him … and he’s staring directly into the camera! That creeped me right out, I won’t lie.

My whole reason for writing about my list-making last night was to share a silly story and photo … and then I got so swept up into my list love that I totally forgot about the story and photo! So: I have some Girl Scout Cookies, some Lemon-Ups. They aren’t exactly the lemon cookie I had in mind, but I like them. If you haven’t seen these cookies, they are frightfully perky and pep-talky. They are printed with lines little exclamatory lines: “I am GUTSY!” “I am STRONG!” “I am BOLD!” It’s really cute, but also … you know, frightfully perky and pep-talky. I reached for a cookie, and I was so happy to read it’s little slogan. It said, “I am a LIST-MAKER!” I was so surprised and pleased. I felt so seen, so embraced.

Yeah, and then, instead of embraced, I felt embarrassed. Because that’s not at all what the cookie says. No. The Girl Scouts aren’t celebrating the list-makers among us, all of us bullet journal fanatics. Hardly. That cookie — almost as if it is mocking my staid, calm list-making — says:

It’s the 15th annual Slice of Life Story Challenge!
Head on over to Two Writing Teachers
and see what the rest of this year’s slicers are up to!

Original Slicer - GirlGriot

6 thoughts on “A Slice of Slices

  1. 🤣🤣 I’m reading this on my phone. I knew what the cookie was going to say before and started chuckling before I scrolled confirming it.
    And goodness knows I get being repeatedly sidetracked while working on a slice.


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