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Brianna Popsickle

Observations and reflections on life, and the people around me; written as a mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend, neighbour, co-worker, or whatever else anyone needs me to be.

Artist. Writer. Woman. - Struggling to re-appear after years

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Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Meaning of life: 1 of 183

Rachel, wait for us! Andrew, don't throw sand. I looked up from my novel, which I began on our arrival at the cottage three days earlier. I had just settled into my lawn chair on the beach when I heard the young couple approaching, two kids and a ton of stuff in tow. I guessed they were in their early thirties, their childre...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Fantasy: 1 of 79

My girlfriends and I were talking about the arrival of spring. They were saying their thoughts turn to sunshine and warm breezes, the sounds of birds chirping, the scent of spring flowers "And Luke." I sighed. They all perked up. "Luke? Who's Luke?" "Damn, did I say that out loud?" And so I was caught, and pretty much obliga...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Cell phones: 1 of 54

A nasty cut on the bottom of my foot landed me in the after-hours clinic. My husband told me to take a book along since the wait time was usually a couple of hours. Knowing there were always plenty of others waiting, I decided to forego the book. I've had some of the most interesting conversations with people I've met while ...
Celebrations & Holidays > Valentine's Day How the celebration of Valentine's Day came to be: 1 of 17

I remember when I was little, sitting at the kitchen table and painstakingly choosing the right Valentine for each person in my class. I would neatly print their name and mine, lick the envelope, and seal it with a sticker. It would take hours. The next day, dressed in red and white, I would happily distribute the Valentines...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Betrayal: 1 of 14

She was awakened by her parents, it was 3:30 a.m. There's a call for you, it's the police. She wasn't prepared for what she heard next. It's me. I'm in big trouble. I need your help. I need you to call my sister. It was her boyfriend of almost two years. He sounded scared. Dale had been arrested for stealing from his employe...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Husbands: 5 of 68

My husband thinks I'm trying to kill him and I assure you I'm not. We've been married twenty-four years; if I were going to kill him I would have done it by now. So where does he get this crazy idea? Well in fairness to him, there have been a few 'food' incidents. First, you should know my husband had a bad experience with l...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: People who inspire us to pursue our goals: 4 of 33

Now the whole world knows who Susan Boyle is, a forty-seven year old woman who spent her life living with her mother and her cats (until her mother recently passed away). She sang karaoke at local pubs though her dream was to be a professional singer. When she walked on stage during the Britain's Got Talent show, the audienc...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: Struggling with insomnia: 1 of 6

I can't sleep and please don't tell me it's my age. The fact is I've never been a good sleeper. I remember as a child sharing a bed with my older sister. Now she was a good sleeper. She should have been born a man. To this day she can nod off while watching TV, and she's out within five minutes of her head hitting the pillow...
Celebrations & Holidays > Celebrations & Holidays (Other) Unique and fun April Fools' Day pranks: 4 of 23

As embarrassing as it is to admit, I've come to the conclusion I'm one of those people who will never grow up. I say this because April 1st is a week away, and I find myself chuckling out loud just thinking about who I'm going to torment this year and how to go about it. I was always a joker. I love to laugh. In fact, when I...
Relationships & Family > Online Dating Internet intimacy: Reality or illusion: 4 of 22

Looking for Love in all the Wrong Places My grandmother used to say, "There's a lid for every pot," meaning there was someone out there for everyone. That may be the case, but it seems to me, finding that lid' is much harder these days. I have a couple of divorced girlfriends who could tell you horror stories about dates gon...