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On Candy Canes and Existential Dread
I have a method for eating candy canes, and it’s not good but it’s mine and I’m keeping it. Objectively, I understand the best, tidiest, most prolonged way to eat a candy cane is to start at the bottom of the shepherd’s crook–where the cane would strike the earth were it used for walking rocky…
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12 May 2020 — The COVID Diaries: Staying Sane in a Time That’s Not
Dear Diary, This is Hazel. She’s the one in the middle, bookended by my dogs, Zoey and Nyx. I found Hazel on my porch today, just sitting like a good girl, patiently waiting to be let in so she could play with her friends. Hazel, of course, wasn’t supposed to come over. Hazel was…
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May the Fourth Be With You — The COVID Diaries: Staying Sane in a Time That’s Not
Dear Diary, Briefest of all possible entries today because a) I went grocery shopping which was exhausting in the Before Times and is all consuming now that we live in the After Time, so I’m pooped, and b) it’s my kids’ 17th Gotcha Day (aka, adoption day) so I’ll be spending the rest of…
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These Are Our Consecutive Weeks of Unprotected Grinding
This isn’t a real post. This is a check-in because I haven’t written a real post. In brief, here’s what’s happening around our house: 1. I’m writing. All the words. All the time. Morning ‘til night. Weekdays and weekends. Just writing and writing and writing. More soon. 2. The dog ate Greg’s dental night guards…