Farrah opened her present from Grandmother Isaacson. She stifled a groan and made sure she put on the biggest grin she could as soon as possible as she pulled out the awful purple sweatsuit and held it up for the picture. “Thank you, Grandmother. I’ll be able to put this … Continue reading →
(Note, this is a long post, but it’s a parody on several things. I hope you enjoy it.) “Shari, why do we just sit around here gabbing all the time and never doing anything?” Shari picked up her coffee cup and threw it across the room, “That’s easy, Wanda. We … Continue reading →
April has brought mildly better weather, and with that, Mr. L and I have been busy. Here’s what we’ve been working on: The San Antonio House: We haven’t been there to do anything. The Ranch: Mr. L and I took a ride out to the ranch to survey conditions. While … Continue reading →
Jose would always remember the year he played Joseph in the Christmas pageant at church. He was nine. Angelina played Mary. He was so nervous. His mother thought it was because he had a speaking part and it would be in front of the whole congregation and guests, but that … Continue reading →
When I was a kid, Moose Mountain carried mythical qualities. My family went there every summer and every Christmas vacation. My parents threatened us with not going if our grades weren’t up to snuff, and by the time I figured out this was a ruse, I was too old to … Continue reading →
Tribble watched as the other kids danced away, taunting him. He didn’t say anything. He had nothing to say. Yet. As the last kid turned and ran, he smiled. That was their last chance. Now, they’d see he wasn’t going to let them trample him. “Just because I didn’t say … Continue reading →
Mr. L pulled out his metal detector last week and walked around the yard with it. He found junk auto parts from the previous owner, then he found something at indicated it was rather large. He began digging. What he found was a metal ring, as if someone had buried … Continue reading →
Lady is a couple of days away from finishing her first month on Reconcile (kitty Prozac). She seems generally calmer with the other cats. We let her out of her cage in the morning, give her medication, and she has free run of the house until later in the evening … Continue reading →
Harri pulled into the parking lot for Klassic Kars, checked her pocket to make sure she had everything she needed, then she stepped out of her 1948 Ford F100 pick up. Her door closed firmly behind her with little effort. A youngish salesman popped out of the office and scurried … Continue reading →
They wanted someone to interview old man Eggers for the teacher profile for the week. Nobody was volunteering. Finally, Cathy had said, “I’ll do it.” You gotta quit being such a pushover in those meetings. How are you going to make an interview with Eggers interesting? He’s like a million … Continue reading →