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...
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...