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
Do you ever have that gnawing feeling that something is missing, but oookaaay refill my glass? Good morning! My turn to host the Christmas meal was not an epic fail, but I forgot to put out one of the main dishes. I’ll blame stress, and the person who arrived early with champagne. One sip and … Continue reading Christmas Re-Cap
Hello word allies. This morning, I write to you as I glide on my stationary recumbent bike (because that’s part of my physical therapy regimen.) The time exhausted as the sun ascends each day on this bike, I pass likewise, by developing my thumb muscles, clicking away as I pedal. At the hour's conclusion, I … Continue reading Hosting Christmas While Grinding Molars
Though hatched, grown, and given the bootThree birds have returned to the roost Like chicks newly hatchedStarved, equally matchedRegurgitated worm, the desired loot~•~ Happy to see them in the same roomContentment, laughter, then kaboomBehavior quite fowlHigh pitched squawks, low growlsThese “adults” came out of my womb!~•~ “Mom! Mom! Mom!” Voiced from… everywhere“She said…” “He won’t…” … Continue reading Flown Back to Roost, a limerick
My mother, 88-year-old, self-appointed personal meteorologist, has (between weather updates,) taken to counting down the days until Christmas…because I need more stress. Why is the impending holiday a source of anxiety for me? I’ve been volunteered to host the family gathering, by my daughter, the one with chronic debilitating migraines and OCD. I love her … Continue reading The Count Down to Christmas Has begun
Pardon me for this maudlin post. World news is too much. The U.S. government election was unfortunate. Personal discovery is disappointing. Life has got me down. This leaves the obvious topic; once again I will discuss Thanksgiving. Fear not leftover gorgers; before I hit publish, I will find something happy to focus on because that’s … Continue reading Post Thanksgiving Reflections
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