MIRTH has been on vacation. It wasn’t a mirthless one, mind you; I went back east to spend a few weeks with my fine fun family. Urging me years ago to start writing, my mother said, “I know you’re just waiting until we’re all dead so you can tell...
Miscellaneous Mayhem
I Don’t Blame Bigfoot, & Other Anniversary Reflections
My 29th wedding anniversary approaches apace, and I must take some space to thank Husband for nearly three decades of devotion. I must also thank the gods of chaos and fate for arranging my marriage. I certainly had very little to do with it – I was young and...
Sex & Sin & (even worse) Empty Ice Cube Trays
For the second time in as many hot summer days I have gone to get ice from the refrigerator and found four empty ice cube trays stacked atop an empty ice bin. Now, there are always degrees of sin — at least in my shades-of-gray world. It’s bad enough...
Turkey Necks, Terrorists, and Truths
“You’ll have to wait longer,” says the pretty little chicklet behind the Motor Vehicle counter, eyeing me warily. “Homeland Security red-flagged you. I gotta get my supervisor.” She takes a vague offhand look around the crowded room. Now, I know that Husband, Son #1, Girlfriend of Son #1, and...
They’re God’s Creatures, Too
Girlfriend of Son #1 says perkily the other day, “Gee! My fish is still alive! It’s been a whole year, and he isn’t dead yet!” I am good. I clamp my tongue firmly between my back teeth and smile through the ones in front. This benighted fish has been...