This is what happens when you forget to close the garage door overnight and there is road salt residue on the floor: Actually, I kinda envy his way of dealing with trouble. Hide your face and act prickly. When I was little we had a similar situation. My dad tossed his cap on the porky’s…View post
Made punjabi curried kidney beans. 5 y.o. asks for thirds, says “This time it doesn’t taste like laundry detergent.”
“You can’t WISH it to happen, you have to MAKE it happen.” Me, to my five-year-old, on the subject of getting your socks on. Finally those old Tony Robbins cassettes are paying off.
Sometime back in the 1990s I scuffed my knuckles getting it out of grandma’s basement. I remember clambering on it at Christmas when I was a tot. Now I share it with my daughter’s purple teddy bear. So much reading in that chair. So much writing. And some naps. It pops up in my writing…View post
Back home. Writing in the room over the garage. Had some company.