The Bride of Frankenstein Presides

The Bride of Frankenstein Presides

“You can’t put up a pinata in a funeral home. Especially one that hovers over the casket, open or shut.” “Why not?” “Because it wouldn’t be seemly according to our rituals, rites, and protocols, Madame.” “Seemly?” “Well, this is your beloved husband we are...
Sweet Tooth :-D

Sweet Tooth :-D

So, I had a sweet tooth when I was a youth. Had it removed – and, I think I gained a shiny dime. Not a bad return for something I didn’t pay for – or earn. Yeah, even as a kid I was a capitalist.  🙂 Full disposure, I probably procured candy with my...
Life as a Miracle: It’s a Mad World

Life as a Miracle: It’s a Mad World

Today is Halloween. It’s a spooky and magical night. Costume ready? Pillowcase pulled from the linen closet to hold your haul? Ready to watch the Great Pumpkin, the ritual cartoon from the Peanuts gang? Or are you more the Starbucks’ Pumpkin Latte type? I...
Peter the Pumpkin Eater

Peter the Pumpkin Eater

Here we are in the calendar year, in the calorie-laden territory of pumpkin; my husband craves its pie. He is Larry the Pumpkin Pie Eater. With a belly to match his taste buds, though it doesn’t get in the way of hugs, so we nevermind. For a man who expounds on...
Living Life as a Miracle: Halloween

Living Life as a Miracle: Halloween

The Grim Reaper was grim: he’d forgotten his scythe and here we were – all the way across town, past 20-30 stoplights, most of which had glowered red, holding us hostage for 1 1/2 minutes each. His grandly planned party entrance was despoiled. Such is...