Tuesday slices and daily March slices
Waves of nausea – roiling from head to stomach, a cold rag pressed to a forehead, a sick day, a TV tray, 7-Up, saltines Waving a flag – team colors (Go, team, go!); a white flag (Let it go.) Ocean waves – gentle one moment, rolling, tumbling, a yellow flag on the beach (Use caution,…
My 10-month-old granddaughter has learned to cruise around the furniture in her living room (which is where I usually babysit). She confidently skirts along the front of the couch beneath the window, reaches for the club chair cushion, tentatively steps toward it, clutches the cushion as she makes her way toward the couch on the…
Floral, citrusy sweet, fresh, woodsy, clean, which scent is my signature? Testers, trial sized scented strips from the fragrance counter in my purse. My most recent scent saffron and cedar. My son said, “It smells great, Mom, if you want to smell like a pencil box.” I think about that. Found it!
Yesterday, I ate “Life-changing Salad.” The recipe wandered into my Instagram feed late one sleepless night last week. I thought I’d taken a screenshot of the ingredients; but the next morning when I scrolled through my camera roll, I realized I must have dozed off without getting the pic. I did, however, remember the promising…
We did not sleep well last night (“we” being my husband, our dog, and me), which is a pity because it was a wonderful night to sleep. At times, the rain played a lullaby on our roof. I would open my eyes every few minutes and think, “Oh how delicious to fall asleep to this…
My granddaughter, Blair (8 months old), and I enjoy playing with Fisher Price Little People. Her toy bin is filled with them…some inherited from my her dad (my son). On days when I babysit, I carefully unzip the plastic case where the Little People live when not in play. Then Blair and I spread them…
This time last year, my husband and I were arriving at our happy place…Destin, Florida. It was my last spring break before retirement, and the two of us enjoyed every second of our beloved beach vacation. Most of our dinner discussions included lengthy reveries about how, very soon, our Destin trips would not be limited…
During the summer of 1980, my dad and his brother, Uncle Ronnie, pooled their funds to buy a used blue go-kart for my sister and me to share with our three cousins, Steven, Angie, and Jason. Papaw made room in the garage for us to store the go-kart when we were off at our own…
Whenever we played Duck, Duck, Goose on the playground when I was a child, I squeezed my eyes tightly shut and prayed the tapper would declare me a “duck” instead of a “goose.” Though I was a pretty fast runner (when no one was watching), I was much too self-conscious to run quickly enough to…
Twenty-five years ago, my husband and I moved with our two small sons (a two-year-old and a newborn) to a neighboring county in order to live in the school district where we were both teachers. I insisted that our new home be within walking distance of a grocery store. It seemed like a strange prerequisite…