Life in Kana-text (er… CONtext)
Like every parent, I have a favorite "funny thing" spouted by my child when he was young. Well, I fondly remember a lot of things Christian said, but this one stood out. He was about a year and a half, and our grocery store had a giant inflatable cow hanging above the dairy aisle. Sitting … Continue reading Cow Physiology 101
I asked for a printed boarding pass for our flight home. “I’m old-school—I like paper,” I told the young gal behind the desk. “Actually,” I amended, grinning, “I’m just plain old.” When she shook her head in polite denial, I countered: “I remember people smoking on airplanes. I think that makes me old.” The “Ohmygod!” … Continue reading How to Define “Old”
We didn't ever mean to have five cats. But how could that happen by ACCIDENT, you ask. Well, here's the thing. When we took this job managing an RV park, the job came with a house. We'd lived in an RV our entire marriage, so we moved into that house without a stick of furniture. … Continue reading The Accidental Cat Lady
Our cats caught a mouse in the house this morning, and (as cats will do) they made a toy of it until it stopped being, well, interactive anymore. Then Yoda brought it to Jon with the most hopeful look, as if he thought that maybe all-powerful Daddy would turn it back ON for them.
It's a word of my own coinage, particular to post-childbirth and post-menopausal experiences---a mashup of "chortle" and "tinkle." A mashup word for the mashup experience. A chinkle is a laugh that makes you wee a little. At the risk of venturing into TMI territory: in earlier stages of my life, damp panties were indicative of … Continue reading Stop, Don’t Make Me Chinkle!
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