Christmas Lights in October – Preposterous! Ludicrous! Daft! Who would consider such a notion? It’s a holiday faux pas. You can’t mix and match the holidays. But what if you can? What if you could hang Christmas lights on Halloween – red or green or multi-colored Christmas lights – combined with the fun and fright of… Continue reading
In honor of Labor Day, a day in which women labor to give birth and workers labor to pay bills, I’m reposting a revised version of We’re a Nation of Mutts (2010) to remind us that in spite of our differences, we’re all the same.
I’m a mother with a son, two dogs and cat I try to cook and clean but fail at that After work, I want time to clear my head But have to feed the dogs and cat instead If they don’t get dinner, they get under my feet When you fall on your face, it’s… Continue reading
Haiku! Gesundheit! Forget the sneeze. It’s a red herring. Focus on my mouth. Saki shots whiz across the table. The chef fires the salvo from the other side. Then, everybody starts to count. I made it to 27… Before my throat burned and my mouth locked down. Saki blocked, with no place to go. It… Continue reading
Image via Wikipedia Imagine Life without Heat, Hot Water or HBO. Last Sunday while watching a pharma commercial on depression, the TV suddenly went dark along with the rest of the house. Since it was morning, the dark was more of a dim white – not a dim wit. The dogs seemed rather nonplussed about the sudden… Continue reading
While I work on my resume, I’m digging up writing that’s been sleeping with the dust bunnies. The following piece was published in ByLine Magazine in June 2005. I hated the title that the editor chose, “In Defense of Freefall.” But my title wasn’t any better, “Caution: Outline Route Plot Pile-up Ahead.” LOL! I just… Continue reading
Image via Wikipedia In eighty-degree heat, my son graduates with an associate’s degree. He moves on to a four-year school.We move on to find our chairs.We sit. Nearby, a baby cries.Make that ten babies. At the podium, the speaker is a board chair.I’m bored in a chair. Same thing, sort of. In the audience, a… Continue reading
Image via Wikipedia The name Asperger always reminded me of Limburger, the smelly cheese. Yes, Asperger’s Syndrome also stinks but in other . . . let me count the ways. Socially, developmentally, organizationally, motivationally. Sick of the Ly’s yet? That’s okay, because I’m done with the intro and moving into the heart of the cheese,… Continue reading