This past week I received two thank you notes. One was from my son, and one was from my daughter. Both of them are adults now, living on their own, and exceptionally good people. Sorta. My son wrote: Mom, Thank you so much for that wonderful Thanksgiving meal! It was a good time. Next year you should have 3 kinds… Read More
The Rear View Lens
The clatter of metal pans, along with the haze of something heated beyond comfort, let me know what was happening in “my†kitchen… my husband was cooking. I approached the room cautiously hoping to catch him in his hot dish mojo. As expected, he was flitting from stove, to fridge, to sink. The counter was buried beneath bags, boxes, bowls,… Read More
Calami-tea
A powerful thirst was upon me and I selected the “Mega-Buddy†52 0z. plastic beverage container Kwik Stop sells to quench my thirst. I wasn’t traveling on the road, I was at home, but I like to re-use plastic containers rather than tossing them into the trash. I filled the container to the top with ice, and then poured in… Read More
Thanksgiving Leftovers
His steps were slow, as if lifting bricks instead of shoes, and he leaned just a bit on my brother’s arm. He wore a thin blue jacket and tried his darndest to stand straight and tall like the proud Norwegian of his youth. I stood at the front door watching his progress up the November slicked sidewalk with mixed emotions…. Read More
The Grey Tornado
It was a normal morning. My head was still fuzzy from sleep, and since I’m not a coffee drinker it wasn’t going to clear up anytime soon. I was brushing my teeth in slow motion, Â as if that would prevent a gob of toothpaste from falling off the brush and slithering down my pajama top like a foam avalanche. I… Read More
When The Booty Is On The Other Foot
Taut flesh undulated beneath micro-mini dresses and silky cascades of perfectly coifed hair glistened beneath the spotlights. Â A mixed-gendered crowd, watching the show, cheered and hooted. The row of performers, all young women, all with perfect smiles, bent over and then slowly slid their hands up toned legs. They eyed the audience and smiled seductively. As the rhythm of the… Read More
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