Kitchy

“Duck under the table and see what you can find,” was Father’s pat answer to the question of what was for dessert. He was like that: quick-witted and full of comebacks.  My husband is the same, and I compound the problem by walking into it every time: “What have you got on tomorrow?” I’ll ask, […]

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The Petty Details

“If it would help, I could get you a bacon press.” I am poised over the hot frying pan, waiting to flip a quesadilla.   Waving the spatula at him, I give him my best stink eye. “What?” “I thought you said you wanted to keep up the minimalist lifestyle?” “I do, and having a […]

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Is It Just Me?

The absurdity of some things just make me smile.  Is it just me? He’s got the pose down pat. Ric wanted to know if the AW Pottery is expanding: This one just makes me smile.  Who needs to spend a lot of money on entertainment? Hope your day is full of smiles.

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What Was Lurking In the Bathroom

Well, okay, maybe lurking is too sinister a word, but truly the situation was both exciting and disconcerting.  I’d heard rumours as we passed others on the trail; it was all the talk of Water Ranch the day we there.  Something was in the women’s washroom. Now the Riparian Preserve at Water Ranch in Gilbert, […]

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More Misadventures On The Road

Travelling with a malfunctioning brain is sure to cause mishaps.  We already know from the fiasco in New Mexico trying to find Silver City that I am not be trusted with directions.  Well, turns out I am not to be trusted with other things either. The day after we arrived in Arizona, I decided to […]

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RV-Able: Don’t Back Up!

The English language is full of expressions that have more than one application.   To back up – along with its many forms – is one of them.  For example, as in my last post, backed up is a euphemism for excrement that is not following the protocols of natural processing – or in our case, […]

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Raccoon Capers

I recognized the thump that had startled me as I was settling down to sleep:  it was the unmistakable sound of something trying to get into the outside waste receptacle. Damn, I cursed aloud, I forgot about the garbage. The day had been spent in celebration of a granddaughter’s fifth birthday, and I’d collected all […]

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Brief Notes

Dear Parents, Sorry I didn’t always do things in the way (or order) you thought I should, but quite frankly, your screwups made me seriously doubt your wisdom, and besides, what could I ever hope to learn from conformity? p.s.  I hope I turned out alright in your eyes. Dear Kids, I know I haven’t […]

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Lunch Bag Letdown

Some stories just beg telling and this is one of them. I knew there would be trouble the minute I laid eyes on the gold lame’ lunch bag my husband plopped on the counter in front of me.  My old one, an industrial blue hardware store model, had drowned the day before in a bath […]

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In the Game of Life, I’m a Fumbler

I think there is something wrong with my internal compass.  Seriously. It’s like every time I set out to do something, I end up in a totally different direction.  Is it just me? When I was twenty-one, for example, I bought a one-way ticket to England where I planned to live, work, and study Shakespearean […]

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