The part where the Dear Hunter saves me from starvation only to leave me hungry

I caught the Dear Hunter and a couple of other bands that I don’t care about at the State Theater last night with my beautiful daughter.
Midnight Masses from Brooklyn opened.  My thoughts were – I have no idea what they’re singing and they’re all about the drums. Besides the drummer doing his thing, the lead vocalist and the girl-pretending-to-be-a-guitar-player took [...]

she wakes

She wakes in the middle of the night, delighted that her toes feel a tiny bit cold. Slivers of moonlight come through the window and rest on the bed. She arranges herself so that the moonlight falls on her face.
She dreams of spiders. Big spiders with legs like yellow wax beans. In her dreams she kills them easily.
She [...]

Eggsistential

eggciting. eggshilirating. eggsamples.

In which I manage to mention pie several times

As an Independence Day treat I offer this silly valentine I picked up today at an antique shop.

On the back in lovely Palmer-methodish writing, it says:
Miss Golda Newton, Ewing, Illinois.
2-13-17
Golda,
Will try to see you before very long cant say what day. It was so cold I suppose you did not look for me Sun. [...]

Like a watermelon falling off the back of a truck

I’m fairly trembling with energy.
My tiny chihuahua-sized cold isn’t stopping me.  
The weekend before I got my chihuahua sized cold, I had no energy. I languished by the TV watching the Food Network all weekend. “Such amazing people. They cook. Why does my face feel like it’s melting off?” 
This week I am my own HGTV/Food Network star.
Lots of [...]

travel haikus may 9

Musty black coffee
Just past Valdosta, Georgia
We dip toward the sun
______________________
I try to ignore
The babbling Swedish children
Exuberance grates

It’s Tuesday and my soul is fat

I went for a walk during lunch.
I saw statues of Dutch children and squirrels. I saw Christmas lights. I saw a man from Iowa watering his dead lawn which made the walk more satisfying than it would have been if I hadn’t seen him. 
The high point of the walk however, was finding a discarded tract along the side of the road. [...]

In which I mention the Gronebergs and how much I liked their books

I’ve already read 3.75 books this year. I’m not going to pretend I’m not counting, because I am.
The Secret Life of Cowboys by Tom Groneberg  and  Road Map to Holland by Jennifer Graf Groneberg have gone on my List of Books So Good I Will Talk About Them Enthusiastically and Stalk the Authors on the Internet. 
Both books are honest, poignant memoirs about dreams, [...]

Today is the day I got mistaken for a high school student

Today is the day I got mistaken for a high school student.
On Friday mornings I go to the high school to mentor a student. (Also known as pretending to be a successful, well-adjusted adult with her shit together.) Today when I was leaving, a blind, oblivious,drunken, highly trained and professional staff member asked me for my [...]

Cardmaker

The cats and I are making cards.

I didn’t ask for their opinion, but they give it anyway.

Whatever. I’m a cardmaker. A creative genius. What do cats know anyway?
I listen to the Perishers and enjoy making a mess.

Later I’ll enjoy peeling glue off my fingers, while watching Grey’s Anatomy. Awesome.