Another forbidden-in-the-house activity. These dogs. I was going to write about something more serious, but – dogs. So Bee is super hyper. At first I thought it was Shuggie, but I have since learned that Bee is off the hook. Especially first thing in the morning. She’s like a horse fresh out the gate and … Continue reading Bedlam
We Want to Know About Your Socks
Three days ago my sister-in-law (we’ll call her Sil for short) texted me asking for a phone back. Usually this means there’s a question, story, or a fun anecdote. I’m never fully prepared for the questions she has for me. How many socks should a person have? Our conversation went on about socks for a … Continue reading We Want to Know About Your Socks
‘Twas the Night Before New Year’s
Twas the night before New Year’s What a long year it’s been! As we sigh the sigh-iest of sighs After 364 days in. We had plans for the future For parties, vacations, and things, Holidays and sporting events, The usual joys life brings. Australia had bush fires. Some Royals stepped down. Impeached Donald Trump Was … Continue reading ‘Twas the Night Before New Year’s
What It’s Like
Day 286 AND CHRISTMAS EVE. Random thoughts on an abnormal holiday. Some hand sanitizers smell like tequila. And not in a good way – more like tequila the day after a long night of drinking. The two Sagittarians in my life, who I love so very much, seem hell-bent on interrupting the most private moments … Continue reading What It’s Like
Unstitched
Day 272 of quarantine and, this may be hard to believe, I’m sick of it. My patience is waning, my tolerance is at an all-time low; I’m alternately living in a bubble, trying to work safely in my job, and pretending that this isn’t a maddening life I’m living. Part of my writing inspiration comes … Continue reading Unstitched
Tenacious… and Untenable
It’s the day after Thanksgiving. Black Friday. 258 days since the COVID-19 pandemic hit the big time and we all became way better acquainted with the word “quarantine.” Two hundred and sixty days ago, my life was normal. Hell, all our lives were normal. But we’re talking about me now so just sit back and … Continue reading Tenacious… and Untenable
Tenuous
Q-Day 250 Had a dream that V’s dad arranged for her to get some kind of new experimental treatment – for what I have no idea – using an octopus. Surely this was a worm planted by a friend’s meme, of 2020’s Thanksgiving turkey – the body cavity erupting with octopus tentacles. Did you know … Continue reading Tenuous
Meditation
You know how hard it is to fall back to sleep after a blood sugar check in the middle of the night, when your brain starts turning over new ideas and titles for blog posts and the direction of that novel you started for Nanowrimo and then memories start flooding in of things that should … Continue reading Meditation
Malarkey
Nine years ago today Todd smartly and bravely proposed to me at mom’s restaurant, at the romantic little corner table known as Table 31. He was damn sure of himself too – since he secretly invited friends and family to celebrate this glorious moment we had begun a path to when we were still teenagers. … Continue reading Malarkey
Nebulous
We had the Three Little Pigs and The Grim Reaper at our door last night. It seems a good title for a short story. Today is the first day of NANOWRIMO and I’m pleased to say that I’m motivated, but my writing was more documentation than creative. This is the month to finish the novel … Continue reading Nebulous
