Teaching children trickle down responsibility. And other life skills.
Going the distance
Ground to cover Yesterday blurs over in my mind already; so much ground was covered. From one part of the city to another, like a yo-yo, to and from the house. Eventually, to the airport at some distance away. The hours marched along as they had to, simultaneously swift and sluggish: laundry, errands, packing, more […]
Monday Morning Moaning. Complaint Department is Open.
Monday, Monday The staff of the Complaint Department has been on sabbatical for a few weeks. But – it is Monday. And who likes Monday morning? Who doesn’t have a complaint or two or three? Who doesn’t want – or need – a place to bitch? What better time than when we’re all dragging – […]
Post Post it Post-its Post
Hey. That Momalom thing. You know. Two babes. Writers. Sisters. A little… um… wacky. Because who reads and comments on more than 100 blogs over the course of 10 days, each day? Who is so inspiring (or nuts) they entice 100 others to do the same? And I don’t mean Blah-g Blah-g Blah-g, either. I […]
Why I’m Fond of Isopropyl Alcohol
Oddities I woke early, heart racing, dark dreams prickling – my own version of a global thriller, complete with missing mid-century masterpieces, a chase scene through a foreign airport, running for my life across an unknown border, and the face of the enemy in pursuit. Frankly, I kept waiting for action hero Jason Bourne to pop […]
Teach Me to Fish. Please.
The rod, the reel, or the ready-made meal There are times you’re too rushed to get to everything scribbled on the daily checklist. Not even close. So you ask for help, and it arrives. You breathe a sigh of relief. There are times you’re too worn out to get anything done. You ask for help. […]
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 […]
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.