In one of those strange timing events, just as I pushed the red start button on my iced tea maker the phone rang. I jumped. Of course I know the iced tea maker doesn’t ring, but geez, that was weird. The call was from my doctor’s nurse, Kelly. She cheerfully gave me the results of my blood tests from last… Read More
Fantasy Playground…
A woman wandered by in a midriff baring outfit circa, well, the Renaissance. She was sucking on a bottle of water and chatting with a young man also in period dress. So what, you say? Well, she was obviously pregnant and I’m thinking that was not the normal way of announcing one’s good news back in ye old Renaissance…. Read More
Speculating on the speculum…
Yep. Today was that day. I had to get naked, put on a gown that never really closes, and “relax” on the examination table like a plucked turkey ready to be stuffed for Thanksgiving. I like my doctor. She’s incredibly sensitive to the indignity of Pap Smears and the accompanying… Read More
Camera cats…
I saw an interesting article on MSN today. (http://m.now.msn.com/cats-photobomb-people-and-pets-in-gallery-of-photos) The article referred to a trending term called photo bombing. It went on to say that cats love to have their photograph taken and will often sneak into pictures on the sly. While I don’t want to dispute the experts, Pudgy does not like her picture taken. In fact, whenever I… Read More
What did you do today…?
“Honey I’m home!” Kisses and hugs occur at this time, followed by… “What did you do today?” It is at such moments that I struggle to know what to say. I believe the common perception is that since I am a college student I sit around in my pajamas sipping tea… Read More
The years they keep a coming…
“What’s a bread box?” I still remember how shocked I was when a year or so ago my daughter asked me that question. In my youth we had a deluxe, double decker, metal bread box sitting on the counter filled with Wonder bread. By the way, the polka-dotted bags were not high on style but they made good boot liners…. Read More
Reining pennies….
“I just got word that we won’t be able to start cleaning until 10:30 p.m., so find something to do until then.” Those weren’t the words my husband and I wanted to hear, but then again, we weren’t surprised either. For the past ten years or so my husband and I have volunteered, along with other members of our church,… Read More
Tangled by choice…
The red web spread across the floor like lacey blood. “Booker! NO!” He stopped ripping at the plastic mesh long enough to see if I was serious. Last Christmas our tree came bundled in a stretchy mass of red plastic. After we unleashed the tree in our living room my husband was going to toss the netting,… Read More
Dream Weaver…
“You didn’t sleep well last night, did you?” said my husband during his usual lunch break phone call home. I hadn’t realized it was so obvious, and apologized for any loss of sleep my restless tossing had caused him. “I had a nightmare. Sorry.” It seemed like so little to say considering the depth of my reaction the night… Read More
Forced peace…
My spiffy Audi TT is in the shop today. Some weird electrical disruptions were causing my baby to malfunction in humorous and vexing ways. It was getting to the point that I’d do a happy dance if the trunk opened on command. Note to self: standing in the grocery store parking lot with four bags of food makes the… Read More
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