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Pets aren’t family members. Snooky is a dog. Snooky is my pet. Snooky wasn’t there when I was learning to walk, or ride my bike. Snooky didn’t teach me how to read, or sneak me a half cup of spiked … Continue reading
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“That’s it?” “This is it.” I frowned doubtfully, looking down at the little plant she pinched tenderly in the fingers of both hands, held gently before her midsection in a way that made me think of a bride, though I … Continue reading
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Hollow Way of Living
Prison-caught, lashing out, anger-hot, the shape of it is wrong. Too much width between the walls The ceiling low Call the contractor – not as expected! No sympathy to screaming. “No better than you deserve,” No one ever said exactly … Continue reading
Yesterday I was Panera for my morning writing session. I walked in and there was one woman at the counter. As I stood behind her, it quickly became apparent that the card she’d handed over to pay wasn’t working, nor … Continue reading
I don’t get terribly easily offended. I’m shockingly okay with people disagreeing with me on the internet. I like to talk about things when people disagree with me and vice versa. Sometimes I learn things. Sometimes they learn things. Sometimes … Continue reading
Yesterday was American Thanksgiving. I spent it in the company of a few of my many loved ones. I ate a lot of really tasty food, including sweet potato with marshmallow which my sons are calling Marshmallow Lasagna. I indulged … Continue reading
Note: This post dates from 11/22, was lost (or so I thought) in a frustrating glitch, and has just been recovered from Drafts. Enjoy!) The frost has come well and truly to Blisstopia. The yard, still trying for greenery, is … Continue reading
My younger son, who is four and a half, piped up on the way home from dropping off his brother at school: “When people die, mom, they leave their house behind! And they leave their blood behind, and the pipes … Continue reading
I like coffee. I like it a lot. I remember the first time I had coffee. I was only 7 or 8, and my dad gave me some money from the till and sent me to the little convenience store … Continue reading
Last night I had that dream again. I have had it nearly every night for so many nights now, and I do not know why it keeps happening. In this dream, I am walking through the garden, and I come … Continue reading