On This Day, in Idaho

On This Day, in Idaho I wake to the sounds of scurrying and scratching and a bit of gnawing in the wall behind my bed. It’s as if they’ve pulled everything out of their overstuffed, mousey, hall closet and are sorting and organizing their things. It doesn’t bother me...

The Last Carpool

The Last Carpool Yesterday was my first carpool. It was to Crab Cove. I was anxious. I had done everything that was asked prior to arriving at pre-school. I had checked my lights and breaks, adjusted the backseat to fit three car seats, double checked that the car...

Add a Little Simon and Garfunkel

Add a Little Simon and Garfunkel I googled Art Garfunkel this morning. I was playing around on the internet, and my random clicking landed me on an article that said that Art Garfunkel had given permission for Bernie Sanders to use his song, “America,” in his campaign...

The Naked Ladies Are Out!

The Naked Ladies Are Out! “THE NAKED LADIES ARE OUT!” The first time I heard my grandmother blurt this out, my pre-teen face turned red as a vine-ripened tomato. For one, I wasn’t used to my prim grandmother making any sort of risque remarks. And the mere thought of...

Helicopter Parent, Helicopter Child

Helicopter Parent, Helicopter Child When my son was a senior in high school, he accused me of being a helicopter parent.  He did it by sending me an email with a description of the official term from one of the books in his psychology class.  In the subject line of...

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