‘Twas The Week Fore Election

Twas mere weeks ’til election, when all through the landThe people were voting by mail and by hand; The ballots were mounting in state after stateCast after four years of interminable wait; The voters were spilling out into the streetsWith the tongue taste of 2016 still bittersweet; And Kamala in her Chucks, and Liz with…

19 Things I’ve Learned in 19 Years of Marriage

If heart disease is the silent killer, passive aggressiveness is the silent marriage killer. It is astonishing how much rage a toothpaste tube or coffee mug on the side of the sink can induce. There really aren’t that many hills worth dying on, choose your trenches wisely, carefully, and slowly. No one listens as much…

The Many Moods of Corona

I’m no stranger to mood swings. I’ve got 18 months of pregnancy hormonal mood swings under my belt, plus decades of PMS, plus menopause. And I’m married to a Gemini. I thought I had this shit down. But honestly, the speed at which I am cycling through Corona moods is giving me whiplash. Any given…

Nine People You’ll Meet During a Pandemic

Half-Dressed Hilda If a mullet is business in the front, party in the back, Hilda is the work-from-home equivalent. From the neck up it’s pearls, makeup and softly styled hair, but below that beaded necklace? Hilda is a hot, sloppy, gloriously comfortable mess. She hasn’t worn a bra for weeks. She can’t remember the last…