Because tomorrow- oh, tomorrow!- I just know it will be the high-fiving strangers kind of day.
Doors are locked. Checked. Unlocked and locked. She scans fierce eyes in a straight line from right to left then left to right. Perimeter clear, though the shadow of the neighbor’s night owl kitten beneath the street light seems ominous. A figure sweeps down the lane not far from her. She thinks to call the… Continue reading Sweet Night Horrors
“An inability to stay quiet is one of the conspicuous failings of mankind.” -Walter Bagehot I’m wearing slick socks to ensure a definite lack of creaking floorboards, I’ve turned off the television much to the dismay of my pint-sized president of The Mickey Mouse Fan Club of America, and I’m whisper typing these sentences despite my ritual of singing… Continue reading A Piece of Quiet
Girls are sugar and spice and everything nice. Which, I used to think, would make boys bitter and dull and everything vicious. So when I When I found out I was expecting a mini-person in 2009, I could not help but picture a girl. When I closed my eyes, rubbed the hand that rolled waves from inside my middle, I could only see ribbons and… Continue reading Two & A Half Men: Lessons On Smelly
“The best things in life are nearest: Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life’s plain, common work as it comes, certain that daily duties and daily bread are the… Continue reading In The Weeds