Happiness. It's relative.
What bores me? People who feel compelled to say everything, speak all the words, ignore other people’s strained expressions, and ignore the enormous disparity between how long they are talking and how long other people talk. I love a good story. A great summary… Continue Reading “Boredom: An Endlessly Flowing Fountain of Words”
Women in the kitchen. More specifically, women in the kitchen who are stirring the soup or shredding the carrots or opining about the doneness of the roast. Or in another iteration, women in the kitchen who are packaging meals for people who are homeless.… Continue Reading “Women in the Kitchen”
My former neighbor, a tall spare woman named Moreau, decided that every 4th of July, we should help her hang her enormous American flag between our two houses. This was possible because our houses, very old and very tall, were separated by a driveway… Continue Reading “Patriotism: Flags are Great but Showing Up is Better”
A great title is a chocolate covered cherry. Take this title, for example: A Mechanical Horse and a Bag of Dimes. Right away, you know there’s something going on there. There has to be a deeper meaning. The whole thing must be a metaphor… Continue Reading “A Mechanical Horse and a Bag of Dimes”
My parents were still thinking it was funny when my mother put the butter in the dishwasher. They had no idea what was down the road for them. How much covering up my dad would do, how many excuses he’d make, how many things… Continue Reading “Hints of What was to Come: My Parents at 75”
I have a friend who walked into Lake Michigan on New Year’s Day because it was on his bucket list. Before that he’d jumped out of a plane, but one that flew much higher than the plane he jumped out of in Vietnam. He’s… Continue Reading “Afraid of Blank Space on My Calendar”
I want to read the whole stack of Leslie Noyes’ six-book series, starting with Mayhem at the Happy Valley Motor Inn and Resort and including Second Chances, Wedding, Christmas, Reunion, and Greed, all at the Happy Valley Motor Inn and Resort as well. I… Continue Reading “When Another Blogger Writes Six Popular Books in Three Years, I Need to Start Reading”
Where and how do I start? Swirl. The amazing Swirl. I’d like Swirl to understand that wood is not a food, that he shouldn’t stand at a tree and chew on its branches, that digging for wood chips that are wet and soggy and full… Continue Reading “Swirl Understands What Tastes Great”
I know only one other person named Janice. She is very wise and sardonic, sees things and sees through people in a way that is sometimes unnerving. I’ve never asked her how she felt about her name or why her mother named her Janice.… Continue Reading “A Tale of Janus”
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