Writing Christmas cards, each a memoir of our 2020 life

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...
Memories that refuse to fade…

Memories that refuse to fade…

It’s better to rust out than to fade away. What does that line suggest to you, Constant Reader? (I look forward to your comments) If you, too, have celebrated a significant birthday recently perhaps you can relate. Apparently several of our longtime friends...
New Year’s Resolution, Version 1.0

New Year’s Resolution, Version 1.0

Last year I flew to Indiana twice. One time the air travel was bumpy. The other time it was not. Interestingly, the first trip went smoothly, serenely between the plane there and the plane ride back… Conversely, the second trip’s air miles were smooth,...