Snippets of stream of consciousness. On marriage, parenting, divorce and what may come after. 94: First Waking all over the Planet X Two The alarm cracks my belly open like a giant jeweled watermelon fallen from the Great Wall, released blankly of angelic arms, sheepish grins. Ah, these cotton eyes open wide, spiteful and wondrous. […]
Celebration! Champagne! Party Hats! (Thank You!)
Break open the champagne! Woo Hoo! I’m in a safe territory- far far away from the land of hidden viral nasties – and therefore, so are you. Time to crack open some good champagne. (It’s morning somewhere in the world. A nice mimosa? It’s an easy recipe.) And it’s the weekend. Let’s party!! Think it’s […]
Need a Trojan to Beat a Trojan?
No condom? Don’t read me. Really. This is about sex. Sex and technology. Who would ever have imagined we’d need protection from both? Two of our most fabulous pleasures and modes of connection? Malware. Yes, there’s that word we do not like. But after being one of the thousands (more?) who were hit three times […]
This and that (merrily, verily)
Changes When enough is enough, you make changes, right? I hit a wall of “enough is enough” about 18 hours ago, and there’s shimmying, scurrying, scuttling, shuffling, and all manner of movement afoot (behind the scenes). And I hope (soon) cause for a little celebration. Everyone needs a party now and then, right? And as […]
Has Happiness Become the Latest Trend?
Has “Happiness” become an industry? A false god?
Can you be bought?
Everything has its price I’ve spent days, weeks really, maneuvering through objects and obstacles. In my little den. The jammed office. My bedroom, the living room, a wretched corner in the kitchen. I am looking. Taking silent inventory. Running numbers in my head. I toss aside the memories as best I can. Memories of marriage […]
Rescuing dreams
There is something I am not seeing. There must be. I am unable to fight back the waves. I erect a barrier, and it holds, briefly. Then it crumbles, and I am knocked down and submerged. I pull myself up and rebuild, as another wall of water rises beneath a deceptive sky. And I am […]
Mother’s Day Gifts on Memory Lane
Memory Lane and motherhood, 60s style.
Help! Inexplicable Desire to Clean!
Something is wrong. Very wrong. I am experiencing strange symptoms. Surges of systems that are strangely unsettling. A desire to clean. To organize. Oh. Em. Gee. A desire to dust! Naturally, I’m stymied. First off, the very thought is just not… moi. Secondly, the concept of energy for such an uncharacteristic undertaking is, well, a […]
No good sex, or sex no good?
Hot sex? Good sex? Any sex at all?