Cheryl Marlowe
Bio
I'm a 41 year old mom of 6, college student, makeup artist, aspiring author and entrepreneur. I love music and movies... great conversation and good people.
Stories (3/0)
He's Like an Old Record
There's this store I found out about around a year ago, that still sells vinyl. Those big, beautiful black round pieces of magic, that spin my soul into a musical typhoon. I go there on Saturdays, and dig through the crates. I usually have a few specific selections in mind when I go, but I always grab a lil somethin' extra. I can't help myself... I get lost in the moment.
By Cheryl Marlowe6 years ago in Humans
Howard and Helen
Howard and his coffee mug.... "Helen, where's my mug?" Howard asked, as he searched through the kitchen cabinets. "Where it always is. I don't use it. I make the coffee and the breakfast. Do I have to babysit your darn mug too?" Helen responded.
By Cheryl Marlowe6 years ago in Families
Rainy Days
It was a cold and rainy day. I lay awake in my bed, under the covers with my head sunk into one of my huge, plush, luxury hotel-like pillows. My arm cuddled the other one as I listened to the rain. I have always loved the rain. The gloominess of a rainy day, and all of its demands of movies and pizza... ice cream and cookies. Rainy days give me an excuse to stay in and do absolutely nothing. They throw all kinds of cozy vibes into my space. They also throw a plethora of random thoughts into my brain. See, the catch twenty-two for me with those kinda days is that I'm trapped alone at home with my thoughts—thoughts that create potentially chaotic situations in my head that never even happen. Still...I love the rain, and all of its complicated splendor.
By Cheryl Marlowe6 years ago in Humans
