The First Hurdle

I lay still, exhaling through pursed lips until I could wince myself up onto the sofa. I unfisted my eyes to look at my hand. My right pinky had swelled into a lopsided stack of blueberries. I’d never seen such an ugly shade to my skin. Worse yet, I couldn’t move my finger at all. My mind leaped to the petrifying place any athlete or gym rat’s would. “Oh no, my training!” Continue reading The First Hurdle

Hot Mess: sweating in the cheap seats at Polo For Heart

With a little coaxing, Arlene seized the moment and stepped on to the platform to have her gorgeous blue sunhat judged among the rest. I watched my big sister laugh and mingle with a jolly woman in a statement red hat and a blonde in an ocean blue, Jane Jetson inspired design that took first place. Everyone clapped, more champagne flowed and just like that, we were thrust into the wonderful world of polo. Continue reading Hot Mess: sweating in the cheap seats at Polo For Heart