There are a host of characters that accompany SuperWoman on her journeys.
These are the people that help make life grand.
The eldest of SuperWoman’s children, TalkMonster is a worrier who shows his dimples only rarely–if you’re lucky enough to make him laugh. He thinks he’s the man of the house because SuperWoman doesn’t have one of those, so he kind of is. Tells his sisters what to do, and is usually right. In general, he’s usually right. Negotiates all the time—and it’s quite hard to resist his reasoning. SuperWoman thinks he might become a lawyer one day. Or a director of Human Resources. Or both.
Oh, and he recently used the word “simpatico.”
Give this girl an ice cream cone and you will find it on every part of her body. Tell her to put on a sneaker and she will inevitably go through the day with it untied. And chocolate? Forget about chocolate. You’ll be finding that in the cracks of her mouth for a couple of days after. But she has magical hands that touch you and make you feel warm and loved—that’s her superpower. Kindness and love. Oh, and climbing the monkey bars. There’s no dude her age who can beat her at doing that.
BeautyQueen has been brought up with two older siblings and a mom and dad who think she is the most adorable thing to ever grace the earth and so she kind of believes she can do anything she wants. This description might make her sound like a brat, but she is not a brat. She is just a girl who can kind of do anything she wants. When she was born, she had a Buddha face and smiled at two-weeks old. (SuperWoman kids you not.) Her first words were “Thank you.” Enough said.
Protective as hell, MotherBear will walk through fire for the people she loves. Seriously, walk through fire. Or jump in a pool. There was this one time she jumped in a pool to save TalkMonster and it kind of F-ed up her back afterward. But she wouldn’t have had it every other way. Seriously, though, get that woman some Ben-Gay.
She’s the wise old matriarch of SuperWoman’s family, even though she’d never tell you she’s wise. She would probably get mad about being called old. But she’d probably also agree she’s getting old. Anyway, Mama-the-Grand is special as she is humble and all of her many grandchildren know it. She likes to talk about the old days, when things were easier and simpler, even though the old days gave her a run for her money and would seem way harder to anyone living them now. Her soul food is grilled cheese.
Other Fun Beings
Can she return a text message within 48 hours? Maybe. Does she send one on her own? Probably not. Does she think she can bend time to her will? Of course. But that’s all okay, because her wit and good nature make up for any areas not as bright and piercing as her beautiful green eyes. One look from Cat-Eye and you’re under a spell. Oh, and she’s practically SuperWoman’s sister, so don’t mess with her or you will be destroyed.
There’s “oh” in his name because Mr. D takes pride in being luscious. The closest thing to a male companion in SuperWoman’s life, Davie-oh-oh-oh will tell you tall tales of the many books he’s reading at any given time. He’ll cascade you with descriptions of the art and literature he loves, the movies that need to be seen, the restaurants that need to be tried. He’ll sip cappuccino with his acronymed lapdog (the name is JT, which SuperWoman hopes is for Justin Timberlake) and post his house on Airbnb for too many weeks in a row so that he’s practically homeless. He’ll disavow really good things, like shrimp or fish or mushrooms and still call himself a foodie. He’s a summer vagabond, a music rascal, a much-loved teacher, a devoted friend. He and SuperWoman enjoy coffee, cafes, gelato, chocolate. They sip drinks with sugar rims. SuperWoman doesn’t know how she’d get through the single life without him.
Kerri Superior flies under the radar. Not flashy, no need for fanfare, she manages to establish an air of “Om” without having to sit in a room all day repeating the word “Om.” (Or maybe she does. Perhaps it’s her special secret and the reason she always knows what to do.) If you are in a moral bind, Kerri Superior will have your answer. An astute judge of character, she’s adept at handling tricky situations. She knows proper etiquette, and is one of the best advice-givers SuperWoman knows. She won’t steer anyone wrong, especially the dozens of teenage girls she teaches in any given year. (Could they have a better role model? Definitely not.) To top it all off? She is an awesome cook, and if you’re special enough to get one of her home-cooked meals, you’ll go home glowing all over. (If you get an invite, ask for the mac-and-cheese. It’s to die for.)
Ms. Myra Mason
This cat moves from one spot, then the other, then the other, then the other, to sleep, as most cats do. But mostly, she wants to relax in the mix of things. She also tries to run out the front door, but she’s getting better about that. She wants to see what SuperWoman sees, go where SuperWoman goes, find adventure. She talks a lot, too, especially at meal times, thinking SuperWoman can understand her. And maybe SuperWoman does. It’s weird. It’s like she’s the wise old crone woman trapped in a cat’s body, sitting on SuperWoman’s meditation pillow in the apartment, getting enlightened, or something.
Susa-Power knows what to do about pretty much everything. Car got a flat tire? Call Susa-Power. If she can’t fix it, she’ll know someone who can. Kid stuck a piece of candy up his nose? Susa-Power has someone on speed-dial who can help with that. Need to know what assignment is due at school tomorrow? Susa-Power will pull it up on a nifty app. And she does all that while staying skinny, mowing her lawn in the summer, shoveling her sidewalk in the winter, and kicking ass at her full-time job. She’s a catch, but it’s going to take a very special fisherman to find and impress her.
More coming soon….