Jeney: Young Tender
Not to toot my own horn, but a woman I met in prison called me a “young tender.”
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I asked Frank to bring me up a can of soda. I can hear him saying, “Cold! Cold! Cold!” all the way from the fridge, up the stairs and to my room. He hands me the can and starts to say something. Now, Frank takes a while to start a sentence. The first word usually takes…
Jeney: It Smells
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Jeney: Note found on a Post-it
To: Hannah I love you so much that if you died I will have all of your stuff if you did not want them. I love you Violet
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Jeney: Motherhood Can make You Crazy
Last night, after putting all my kids to bed, I tucked myself into my own bed next to my deliciously foxy husband. I kissed him goodnight, grabbed all the blankets and holding them close to me, turned over and went to sleep.See, I was sane when I went to sleep. But when I woke up,…
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Frank, after some (playfully) rude comments: Mom, can you get something for me? Me: Can you speak more nicely? Frank: Yes. So get it… Me: That isn’t nice. Frank: …foxy lady.