Hubs was TDY last week, and the week before. For those whose spouses or parents have been in the military, you know that means "temporary duty." He was gone for 13 days, and I talked with him every day, but his absence was unquestionably felt. Even though I don’t sleep as well as I do … Continue reading While the cat’s away
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Cold feet
In the Land of Perpetual Summer, football weather means flip-flops and tank tops. Where pumpkin spice lattes are served over ice with paper tiki hut umbrellas and barbecues are fired up year ‘round, autumn comes late. There is no Technicolor foliage transformation to mark the change of seasons. Fall arrives when the wool socks come … Continue reading Cold feet
Dust devil
She squatted low, her butt just above the packed dirt. Leaning forward on her toes, she dropped her left hand between her splayed legs for balance. Her right hand, covered in a thick, leather glove, was palm out just below her chin. Her opponent stood perpendicular to her in a fighting stance - knees bent, … Continue reading Dust devil
Quarters and BVDs
After digging through a basket of clean clothes lurking behind the living room couch, he balanced precariously on one foot while he put on a pair of basketball shorts. His black boxer briefs exposed a significant amount of butt cleavage where they slid down his backside after he pulled off the jeans he wore earlier … Continue reading Quarters and BVDs
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod
Sandman bags weigh heavy on my lids, as they slowly droop closed. Airy dreams fill my head with beautiful wishes. The imbalance rocks my wooden shoe, throwing me overboard into a crystal river. Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe--- Sailed on a river of crystal light, Into a sea … Continue reading Wynken, Blynken, and Nod
Hashtag birds and bees
It’s not like it was back in the day. Now Instagram pix and Vimeo videos are uploaded instantaneously for all the world to see. No filter, no blurred lines, just all her glory in all its glory. Dad isn't pacing alone down those long, brightly lit, sterile hallways, absence and detached from that singular moment … Continue reading Hashtag birds and bees





