I see that Facebook has presented us with another feeling we’re allowed to express. I’ve long thought its existing repertoire of emoticons—like, love, ha-ha, wow, sad, and angry—was insufficient. In this Trump era, I often find myself wanting one that expresses “scared.” Instead, they’ve given us this, a concept that isn’t working for me: I bought the fourth and final season of the thoroughly delightful comedy, The Good Place, and only minutes into it I […]
Read moreMonth: May 2020
Day 47: Funnel Cake
HO-ly cow. I just caught sight of my midsection in the mirror. My waistline, or where it used to be, bulges and ripples from rib cage to hip as though squeezed from a toothpaste tube. I’ve been well aware that my pants have been tighter and the bathroom scale reading ten pounds heavier. But until today I never got a good look at myself. And now I can’t un-see. I’m like a sloppily stuffed sausage. […]
Read moreDay 46: In My Mother’s Shoes
While I’ve been deeply grateful to those of you who have left encouraging comments here, none has touched me so deeply as this, from this morning: I believe that is among the most significant information for me… The web site taste is wonderful… —A personal message in my spam folder Speaking of taste (hmm, this segue is a stretch), this guy was so into his acorn this morning that he let me stalk him for […]
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