‘Passive Aggressive Living’ is my idea for a periodical, nothing like ‘Country Living.’It encompasses life with ‘Person-A,’ a 91-year-old parent (a carnivore) who moved in with ‘Human-B,’ the aging offspring, (a vegan) suffering from depression and anxiety caused in part by repressed anger.(This may not be about me.) The magazine will feature random glossy photos … Continue reading Passive Aggressive Living
Where have I been? I took this holiday off. “I will honor Christmas in my heart and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future. The Spirits of all three shall strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach.” ~Ebenezer … Continue reading Where Was The Ebenezer In Me?
Last night, the NFL kicked off the season with one of the few non-playoff games available to watch for free on network TV. Greedy Until the playoffs, with a few exceptions, the NFL makes you subscribe to watch. Dear YouTube, I’d rather eat my $158 every month. And the other subscription, Peacock, I like $4.99 … Continue reading Watching Football With Mom
*Disclaimer* I’m sick. This is my warning. I use illness as an opportunity (excuse) to let my freak flag fly. This post will not be nice. I will employ all the bad words if impulse prevails; I might create new ones, and might belittle ye of small mind. It looks like I may also occasionally … Continue reading Now Sicke as a Dog
A friend of my brother’s mother’s nephew’s cousin’s mother asked me for advice. I thought I might, or might not pass it on to those of you who don’t read this post. My sister’s aunt’s daughter’s older brother has behavioral problems that are similar to those of my dead uncle’s wife’s niece’s mother’s second-youngest grandchild. … Continue reading Too Personal?
Woo-hoo, Happy New Year! It must be so exciting for those of you with resolutions, (unless you’ve already broken them.) You have my giddy support, and my cynical eye-roll. I don’t partake in that tradition; I make lists. I am a bitter woman with a to-do-list that will always be written with an ostrich plume … Continue reading New Year, New Beginnings, Again
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