Part of getting older is suddenly finding oneself thrilled by practical Christmas gifts. Yes, I’m aware it’s nearly the end of February: hang in there; all will be revealed. I asked my folks for money for new winter boots this Christmas because I was stone soup broke due to the then-recent financial crisis. The boots…
Tag: my weird life
Tall Tales
My ovaries are in overdrive right now. Never mind that they are each the only house on a dead-end cul-de-sac: it seems everyone I know is currently gestating or waiting for a belly button to dry up and fall off or something equally nurturing and adorable. To be completely honest, I’m thrilled for all my…
Blue Speckled Pup 