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With Cornflakes On Top
Mom keeps putting her purse in the dining room. We've not used it otherwise. We have, however, cooked. Or rather she has. Casseroles ...
Eve
"Don't forget to bring suits," I told Mom when she indicated her sleigh was filled from floor to ceiling. "Swim," I...
The Tale of the Almost-Right Condo
Upon our journey south, we came across the rental office. I pulled in neatly and we accepted our packet, listening absently to directions b...
Vestiges
The remaining rays of sunlight glimmered off Mom's knitting needles as they slowly - painstakingly - wove a prayer shawl. "Do you p...
Interpretation of 'Everyone'
I'm quite content with my new job. I come home mentally exhausted on some days - matching standards to documents to templates to exampl...
Oncubiquitous
"It - by nature - metastasizes." I remember sitting in an elegant auditorium at my post-doctoral institution, listening to a semi...
The Cherry on Top
Because I find myself unable to describe my vacation in words.
Window, Gate & Other Entryways
"If you miss this light, I'm going to kill you," I threatened my mother in Green Bay. We'd been driving for hours - havin...
Dashed Hopes (undashed)
I came home early today, leaving my friendly cubicle before 4 and commuting home, going ever-so-slowly through my neighborhood in search of ...
Injury Ignored
I know not how I did it. One moment, I was in my basement, curled on my old couch and reading from the pile of paperbacks littering the flo...
Goodness List, day 1
I awakened early this morning, a Chienne cuddled against the small of my back. I patted her, squinted at the clock and decided to get up ev...
The disjointed, not OK post
I so rarely open my laptop. Poor, old Nick comes unplugged and goes dead as he rests near the couch, forsaken in favor of iPad or work comp...
The Tale of the Not-So-Good Birthday
"Use this to score two points - or 3 if you're distant. Your next clue is there as if you had wished it!" Per the request I...
"Welcome Home, Katie."
"Did I hear you were moving?" a colleague asked outside my office yesterday. I glanced up, brushing dust from the front of my dre...
Surreality
"Fine," is the word I have chosen to apply when people inquire after my well-being. And I am - I sleep and eat and laugh at times...
Life after Death
"I don't know where to start," one small pupil assigned to my row reported, his eyes meeting mine as I stood behind him. I co...
Fines (and stars)
"I don't think they fine you," I noted when I blew past another toll plaza without stopping to pay. It was - I'll admit -...
Dad's Eulogy
I have a PhD. Dad would have wanted you to know that if you didn’t already. Then he would have taken his wallet out to show you pictures o...