With a month still to go, no one in this house is rational any more. Ren is refusing to comply with the most basic of requests, Mare weeps at the drop of a hat, Cute Husband looks like he’s in Day 5 of Basic School Bivouak, and I’m not sleeping very well.
Late […]
I am trapped in a house. People are chasing me. I fly into the ceiling, heart racing, shredding first plaster, then papery wood, planks, and finally roof tile. I claw and the people are coming and then I am free and I am flying and I know I am Superman but I […]
I want to be very clear that I do not have a positive attitude. People with positive attitudes look at the bright side of every situation, exuding the wide-eyed faith that happy happy happy can happen to you too!
I freaking hate those people. I just want to see them smear their lipstick or walk […]
“Momma, what’s wrong with your eye?”
Mare is in my lap. We’ve been on the couch for hours, watching movies and eating soup.
“What do you mean?” I ask.
“What’s the red thing?”
“Can you bring me a mirror?” I ask. The bathroom is only steps away, but I am […]
I found the doctor’s approach infuriating.
I am sure they taught him this in med school — and he has delivered far worse news to others than he currently is delivering to me, so obviously he’s the pro. But I don’t want to be managed. I want to be told. And […]
I am standing in the new condominium Cute Husband and I purchased. It is dark hardwood, gothic, with several levels, draped in fuchsia velvet, with a small, yellow kitchen.
A tiny Chinese woman sits on a bench with a lapful of towels. Water is running down the walls, soaking into the floor.
“The […]
