“The milk is sour, Anita,” said Mike as he spooned Nestle’s Original Coffee Mate into his coffee. Crying Over Spilt Milk The dairy members of our refrigerator community had become passive aggressive. We abandoned them during our eight-day Florida vacation and they had turned on us. The bottom third of the 2% Prairie Farms Milk… Continue reading The Perishable Plan That Perished
Star Nosed Mole Versus Three Toed Sloth Not another pour of wine, I thought to myself, as Mike glugged an ounce or two of Merlot into his glass. Mike didn’t drink too much. He drank (and ate) too slowly. I had finished my salad, mushroom topped sirloin, and side of lemon pepper asparagus ten minutes… Continue reading Food for Thought
“Maybe it’s because we’ve been in the house too long,” said Mike. He attributed our recent quarrel about the proper way of seasoning our new skillet (I know, we have critical arguments.) to a long stretch of bad weather induced close quarters. The stakes for using an improperly seasoned pan weren’t dire, annoying, but not… Continue reading Getting Back In Step
“Yes, I’ll take your offer. I’ll do it to help the birds,” I texted the Facebook Market Place shopper. The object of negotiation, an unused still in the box AC/DC adaptor charger for a Droll Yankee Flipper bird feeder battery, sold for $29.88 online. The potential buyer offered $5- a $3 reduction of my reasonable… Continue reading A Second Helping
Santa’s coming to town soon and whether you believe or don’t believe (I fall somewhere between.) he has a message for all and it’s not what the song touts. “You better watch out.” Although this advice is sound the word “better” flavors the advice with a threat. “You better not cry.” Crying is cathartic. This… Continue reading A Laughing Matter
A Few Choice Words By Anita 