Tag: Pamie.com

  • five.

    I can’t say I wish I had more time to write here, because I’m pretty happy with what is keeping me so busy right now. But it’d be nice to have more time here to write down what life has been like, mostly for me to have later (because this is supposed to be a…

  • Me, Me, Me, Blah, Blah, Blah

    Sometimes the week gets away from me, in terms of this website. When that happens, when a huge week goes by and I haven’t been writing about it, the thought of trying to catch up can seem quite daunting. I’m having one of those weeks when I wonder why we have this relationship, you and…

  • Love is Strange

    The best thing I overheard the other night: “But that’s literally what he said. The whole letter, right there. That’s literally what he said. I mean, not word-for-word, but pretty much.” It is the most overused word of the decade. “Literally.” Everybody’s literally doing figurative things. I am literally squirming in my seat over my…

  • squishy revisited

    squishy revisited

    So, here we are. One year later. Let me just get this out of the way first: I missed you, too. I missed you very much, actually. It was lonely without you around. After all those days spent complaining that you guys were too much to handle, I felt like a mom who had finally…

  • the name game

    how i became pamie My name was almost Amanda. That’s what my mother wanted to name me.  Amanda.  Well, maybe I would have been called Mandy.  I knew a few Amandas growing up, one of which got the horrible nickname “May-May.”  (I’ve lived in the deep south, as you can see). My father was the…