The Dollhouse Syndrome

Since buying our first co-op, my husband and I have constantly been in renovation hell.  Nothing is ever finished.  Everything can be better.  Right now, the focus is on one of the bathrooms in our house.  It’s starting to wind down and that’s when I get...

Dust of Snow

To see determined branches balance the weight of snow To hear nothing more than muffled and distanced noise Paw prints left behind that decorate this pure white canvas Proof of the adventurous pathways forged by tiny feet Thousands of snowflakes brush our landscape...

Message to Huggers

Hey Huggers: I know your intentions are good.  They certainly seem spontaneous to me (more like shocking) yet please understand that while you may be a hugger some of us aren’t.  Now we pay taxes and make great citizens.  Usually not on parole for any of that...

The War of the Widgets

Widgets are a fictitious gadgets that professors used in Economics classes.  Simply (or more simply stated) they’re just units of retail. I once had a real knack and enthusiasm for brainstorming new widgets that did new things.  Oh it occupied a high percentage...

Men Are Pigs

She moves in mysterious ways.   Something in the way she moves. When she walks, she’s like a samba That swings so cool and sways so gentle That when she passes Each one she passes goes “ahhhh” One summer, my niece (and goddaughter) came to stay with me and my partner...