A Tea Named Mambo

My tea is named Mambo
It's fragrant herbs paint the water violet
as its breath, a warm fog, hugs my chin.
I am comforted
Filled with a tea named Mambo.

Big Girl Now

You know you're getting older when you're out shopping and you gravitate towards dish cloths instead of shoes, curtains instead of dresses, and lamps instead of earrings.

Instead of imagining how chic you'd look sporting a floral scarf draped around your neck, you imagine how chic your living room would look if it had a floral throw draped over the back of the couch. So you buy the chic floral throw.

Only, you don't own a couch.

So now you're just a big girl with a throw and no couch.