Outlander first impressions

Outlander first impressions

Unfortunately there can be way more than one   Once, in grammar school, I passed some junior girls in the corner of a stairwell hunched over a Trapper Keeper. They were assiduously writing, they confided in hushed tones, a Harlequin romance. At the time I didn’t think it would go anywhere, but perhaps it did and Outlander is it. I cannot believe the number of people on the internets fanatically in love with this book/show and they will not suffer…

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Filters? What filters?

Filters? What filters?

I took JR back home for a visit recently. I hope you get the Gilligan’s Island reference. As it turned out, the airport staff alarmed us for nothing. I found out when we landed from my rather annoyed brother, that our original flight had arrived on time and I didn’t need to freak out and get on a new plane after all. I would call it a waste of time except this story came out of it. Unfortunately, we didn’t…

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Chaos Theory

Chaos Theory

    They want Coke. “How much Coke are you allowed to have? I say as I open the refrigerator door. Would your mom mind if I gave you some?” “I think we’re ok,” the boy of 8 says. “With ice cream!” said the younger girl, who has just finished first grade. “In the morning?” asked the boy, piqued. JR listens anxiously. I never give him soda. You can see the wheels turning as he computes that if they get…

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Pink Eye / Stink Eye

Pink Eye / Stink Eye

    It’s likely that after an exhausting, protracted battle one could teach one’s child how to be careful in the bathroom to one’s satisfaction. But one can’t get past the nightmare of the child leaning over too far and cracking his head on the porcelain tub, or the tile floor, or the sharp cabinet corner, or some horrific combination of all these things in one stunning accident. So the child wiping his own butt is, at this point, on…

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More Fucking Scorpions

More Fucking Scorpions

    They had sent numerous scouts in recent days and none had returned alive, maybe this time when their golden boy didn’t come back they might finally get the message. We must have had 5 kills in half as many days. You have to be careful with these bastards, they terrify for sport. Their weapon of choice: the night raid. I never go to the kitchen or bathroom without proper eyewear and absolutely never in the dark. Well. Honor…

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Pain

Pain

This is a flasher from a Facebook writing project I participated in. It describes a moment several years ago when my son was in the hospital.   Night in the children’s hospital. Ceaseless beeping. Too much light. He is two years old. They carefully arrange the nest of cords so he can sleep the only way he will, on the comfort of my stomach. Around midnight the needle inserted to carry their caustic devil’s medicine comes out of the port…

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Patience

Patience

Last year I went to California for an event. Because of the event I stayed overnight in a nice hotel that had an elegant but cozy, Ritz Carlton – Cottage on the lake kind of feel. In the morning I woke up at a leisurely hour regretting not booking a longer stay but it was too late.  I had just enough time to shower and eat before catching my flight home. I bathed, ate, and got dressed all the time…

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