Sunday is a very special day at our house and no, it’s not because of the Super Bowl. None of the teams I cheer for made it through the playoffs… bygones. No, Feb. 2 is the 7th anniversary of bringing home my little Lab, my little Misfit Toy, Asta - her adoption day. She had … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Spoil
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Bedtime stories
They sat at a right angle to each other, opposite knees almost touching - he perusing news sites on his smartphone, she absentmindedly counting crochet stitches for her latest project. In their periphery, they both were watching the next show in their Netflix queue. He abruptly planted his feet firmly on the ground and stood … Continue reading Bedtime stories
100 Word Challenge: Retire
I don’t have a job. Well, I have a job being the most awesome domestic engineer ever (read: homemaker), I just don’t get paid. (The perks, however: can be pretty spectacular though.) The last paying gig I had, I was laid-off when the company went through a lot of internal strife, re-branding, and departmental restructuring. … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Retire
Melodramatic Muse
I watch the tiny monster watching me. Its beady eyes never leave my face, its smile a hungry sneer. It turns my stomach sour, but I can’t look away. Panic strains against my chest. clawing to get out. A swell of terror poised on my lips, the slightest nudge from the demon enough to set … Continue reading Melodramatic Muse
100 Word Challenge: Muse
The holidays have come and gone, and life is settling into 2020. All of our Christmas decorations have been taken down and put back into the attic. Mysteriously my little vintage ceramic, lighted Christmas tree and my Sparkle Cinnamon holiday candle were left out of the packing. “I will honor Christmas in my heart, and … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Muse
Personal gargoyle
It clung to the footboard of her bed like a miniature vulture waiting for something to die. Blankets pulled tightly to her chin, she stayed motionless praying it didn’t notice she was awake, afraid light reflected in her eyes would give her away. It never moved from its perch, only sat and waited. Smaller than … Continue reading Personal gargoyle





