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
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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
Q-Day 221: I Never Did Mind About the Little Things
Medical: One tele for Todd, none for me, and three appointments for V, the last of which was Endo on Tuesday. She was her usual pleasant public self, smiling and agreeable, though she snapped at her beloved dad in the waiting room. Teenage girls. The source of many a whiplash for parents. And, for the … Continue reading Q-Day 221: I Never Did Mind About the Little Things
When The World Falls Down Around You
*Trigger warning: pandemic, politics, worry, anxiety, loss* That the pandemic has been hard on all of us is a truism that I shouldn’t even write anymore, but I’m saying it anyway. There have been ebbs and flows to all the days of the last 180. About a year ago I was feeling sad about my … Continue reading When The World Falls Down Around You
Q-Day 163/167: Poodle Nation
"My Three Poodles." Front, left to right: Sabra, Bee. Back: Shuggie. I started working on this post to commemorate 150 days in quarantine, but it got kinda long and I thought it was probably better to just trash it. In a one-paragraph nutshell: I’m still working. There might be a mandatory furlough or less hours … Continue reading Q-Day 163/167: Poodle Nation
Q-Day 147 – Moving Forward
I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster for weeks now and I finally consulted a professional. I’m really bad at preventing my anxiety from chewing a gaping hole in my stomach. Nonetheless, I’m now working a clear path through the fog of fuckery. Todd and I have been on vacation this week… guess where we went? … Continue reading Q-Day 147 – Moving Forward
In a Cool, Cool World
In a cool, cool world, everything is wonderful. Young adults gather with their friends, go fishing, stand around firepits, and hang out in basements playing pool and poker and guzzling sodas. They go to the beach for the weekend, with no worries other than who’s driving and where they’re sleeping. They go back to college … Continue reading In a Cool, Cool World
Q-Day 135: Late Night Musings
Not terribly late into the evening here in our little corner of Maryland. However, both my husband and my daughter are sound asleep. I’m awake peeling skin off my feet – mom gave me this foot mask. Anyway, foot mask. It’s supposed to shred the dead skin off your feet. I was all in. And … Continue reading Q-Day 135: Late Night Musings
Q-Day 133: Where I’ve Been, Unabbreviated Edition
Veruca and I both had our hair cut after 3 months. She had so much damage that it’s now shorter than she likes and she “hates it.” I think it looks great but of course I’m just mom and no expert on what looks good – yes, it is shorter, but… it will grow back. … Continue reading Q-Day 133: Where I’ve Been, Unabbreviated Edition
Mundane Updates From 20 Days Ago
It occurred to me that clothes that push all your flesh around in unflattering ways should not be worn. Therefore, the only answer is “naked.” Also, if you stretch your arms high, it stretches the flesh too. Unfortunately, I don’t think this is acceptable in civil society. My new birdfeeder is still full, a week … Continue reading Mundane Updates From 20 Days Ago
The Tara Chronicles 