“You’re a pessimist,” said Mike my SO (Significant Other). “If you were more of an optimist, you’d recognize that my pessimism is actually helpful,” I countered. Mike retreated to his bunker deftly traversing what he perceived as boobytrapped logic. There he engaged in online battles with fellow game players. The fallout from those encounters didn’t… Continue reading A Fine Kettle Of Fish
The pink tinged blob wheedled its way onto the lawn, nudging aside the clover. It looked like the answer to a children’s puzzle where two obviously related items like a shoe and sock were grouped with a unicorn. Then, the puzzle solver was challenged to identify the misfit. A unicorn blossomed on my lawn. Unicorn… Continue reading Shopping The Lawn
“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
I baked my first and last cherry turnovers! These rude pastries refused to suck it up and politely bake. Give me well behaved cookies or a disciplined pie anytime! The mushy fruit yielded an unpleasant texture. Perhaps the turnovers thought their lineage entitled them to special treatment. Ancestors of my dessert, pasties, appeared in “The… Continue reading Not As Easy As Pie: Learning About Turnovers
Lore, the ancient method of preserving knowledge through oral transfer from generation to generation, has its critics – and I’m one of them. Recently, an alert reader dispelled the popular belief of slothful spuds. Through careful observational research of local tubers, I’ve gathered empirical evidence to support the hypothesis “All taters are not lazy” put… Continue reading The Nonsense Chronicles: One Potato, Two Potato, Three Potato, Lore
A Few Choice Words By Anita 