Baking and Beading and Bunco

Baking and Beading and Bunco

What creative endeavors became casualties of COVID and it’s resultant pandemic in your life last year? What succumbed to the over-arching need to survive? The beaded bracelets shown in the photo below show two of the pastimes that disappeared from my life:...
Why/when ‘Agree to Disagree’ got junked

Why/when ‘Agree to Disagree’ got junked

Somehow, somewhere the notion of ‘agree to disagree’ took a nosedive? Or maybe a hard turn right. Maybe it began with Rush Limbaugh’s strident and coarse discourse? He’s gone, but not forgotten for his adverse impact… was his first name...
30 Days hath November…

30 Days hath November…

“Thirty days hath November. April, June, and September. February alone has 28 – let’s celebrate my birthday with a corona-vaccine shot! Well, tomorrow is December 1. I prayed for COVID to be over by Christmas – ’twas all I wanted. But,...
The Constancy of Chores Mediated Quarantine

The Constancy of Chores Mediated Quarantine

I used to eschew chores that were never over and done. Recycled tediousness, like making the bed. Washing dishes, doing laundry. A need for meticulousness that was never seen. Necessary to health certainly, yet – in the absurd year of COVID that 2020 has been...
Humanity bonded by Disaster –

Humanity bonded by Disaster –

Humans tend to fall into a trap of thinking that well-being is a zero-sum game. Disasters rip away the fallacy of self-reliance, to which Americans are prone. Disasters have laid bare our utter dependence on one another. We’ve experienced this before/after...