Scary Stuff
I’ve been letting myself go – this pandemic hit me smack in the ‘who gives a shit’. Until a couple of days ago I hadn’t worn makeup for weeks, I’d even started to forego washing my hair every morning, my eyebrows were starting to inch toward each other and the never-talked-about whiskers on my chin were […]
low gear
Mosey – to walk or move in a leisurely manner We are a month into this self isolation thing and Chester and I have discovered something new about ourselves – we know how to mosey. I know that doesn’t sound like a big deal but in the seven years Chester and I have been walking together […]
The COVID19 Nineteen
I guess there’s comfort in the fact most of us are doing it; staying at home, watching too much television and wearing a path from the couch to the refrigerator. We are eating out of boredom, bingeing on Netflix and gaining weight at alarming rates – so much so the problem has been deemed a syndrome […]
Making History
Remember when we used to talk about the weather? Remember when we’d complain about the rain or the price of gas or the traffic? We don’t do that anymore. I used to put on makeup every morning before I walked the dogs. I don’t do that anymore either. Times have changed. We are living in a defining moment – […]
Passing the time
I was smearing peanut butter on a rice cake yesterday when it occurred to me I wasn’t hungry – I ate it anyway. I like the sensation of my teeth pushing through a rice cake, it reminds me of chewing pencils – the peanut butter was a bonus. I’ve been doing a lot of mindless eating these […]
“What was I saying?”
I’m having a devil of a time finishing a blog post right now. I have several false starts on my iPad – essays which at their onset had potential but petered out before I could wrap them up. I’m full of good ideas but lately I’m having trouble finishing a thought. This isn’t just a problem I’m […]
Here on the coast
Weather is still the topic du jour – temperatures have been in and out of the minuses for days now and ‘they’ are forecasting more of the same. ‘They’ being a group of fortune telling weather gurus who seem to relish delivering foul weather news to us candy-asses on the coast – ‘they’ appear downright gleeful watching […]
One of the crowd
It’s January. It’s winter. It’s cold. The ocean was kicking up waves like the meringue on a lemon pie yesterday morning, noisy whitecaps rolled onto a rocky shore – ducks, geese and gulls were riding the swell, relaxed and dressed in down. Chester and I, being a hardy pair, were bundled for a winter storm and braving temperatures that […]
First thing in the morning
My dad used to sing in the shower – I don’t mean humming lighthearted melodies as he washed his hair, he belted out big, boisterous marching songs – ‘It’s a long way to Tipperary’, ‘Seventy-six Trombones’, ‘Oh What a Beautiful Morning’. I’d bury my head under my covers listening to his medley and try to grab […]