Guest post: Barking orders
My husband calls me “Sarge.” Actually, that’s a fairly big improvement over likening me to a certain short-statured, exiled 19th century French emperor.
My husband calls me “Sarge.” Actually, that’s a fairly big improvement over likening me to a certain short-statured, exiled 19th century French emperor.
Animated feature films run the gamut from inane to amazingly insightful and surprisingly realistic. They can be nauseatingly sweet. They can be heartbreakingly moving. Sometimes, one can be uproariously funny, or bordering on wildly inappropriate for the usual animation audience. There is a time and place and appropriate age group (3-30; 5-50; 70+, 9-90; 1-101;) […]
Have you ever wanted to curl up in a fetal ball and never leave your bed again? Not the best idea. This world is filled with ups and downs. Sometimes, the downs feel like they’ll go on forever. Highly improbable. Besides, from our Earth-bound perspective (actually, probably from any perspective), there’s way the heck more […]
In a lovely kingdom Sixty miles from the sea There is a place called Tabby’s A place for you and me
My dad said lots of memorable, quotable things. Many of them were actual quotes, like, “This too shall pass.” He never quoted the source, but he often further explained that it’s as true of the good stuff as the bad, so enjoy every moment. He also once told me not to spend too much time […]
Sometime in December 2021, my hubby M (not only for his first name, but also for MAGNIFICENT), a very large, Jewish man with a pretty big sweet tooth and a sad dearth of suppliers, bemoaned the lack of Christmas cookies that would be finding their way to his table and tummy for the holidays. Cue […]
Once upon a yesteryear, the household I grew up in consisted of my parents, my siblings, myself, my grandmother, assorted pets (dogs, cats, fish, a woolly bear caterpillar [okay, that didn’t last long, but it was a good lesson in accepting change]), and assorted temporary cohabiters (my dad’s army buddy, my uncle, my uncle’s fiance, […]
Each New Year, the only resolution I resolve myself to is to never make a resolution. Resolutions suck. Harsh, I know, and I’m sorry for that. But, it has to be said.
We all look inward and judge our coping abilities or our successes…or failures. We, as a rule, are pretty harsh critics when it comes to ourselves. We bandy about words like shattered, scattered, broken, and unbearable as if they aren’t sharply pointed. Drowning and overwhelmed get tossed about too, as do phrases like, “I can’t […]
We of the humanoid persuasion have a big thing going on with barriers. From thresholds across which brides were awkwardly (and riskily) schlepped, to glass ceilings, and garden walls, we love boundaries. At least, we love physical boundaries.