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  • Herald the Ass

    Herald the Ass

    What a strange year this has been. We’re in a lovely neighborhood — a cluster of well-to-do-ish folks, nestled in the center of natives who have lived, worked, and poured (yes, poured, not pored) their lives out into this farmland for generations. In the move, I realized I needed new…

  • Beyond Belief

    Beyond Belief

    I at last have a smidgen of time to myself because the Steelers are losing mightily (take that, Aaron Rodgers) so the TV is turned off and the rest of my family is sorting through documents or taking a much-needed sauna. Thus, since grandson D4 is obsessed with all things…

  • What Keeps Me Up at Night

    What Keeps Me Up at Night

    Six hours and five (forced) minutes. Poor. Two hours and twenty-seven minutes. So bad it’s not even rated. According to my Fitbit, I don’t sleep well. My brain and body agree. But a curious thing happened a few days back: The Fitbit gave me an extra hour after-the-fact, as in…

  • The Only One Not Naked

    The Only One Not Naked

    You know those dreams where you’re out in public and realize you’re not wearing pants? Or maybe you are topless and your boobs (male or female) are hanging out? You’re pretty sure that’s not OK, but it’s confusing to you. Last night was not one of those dreams. In my…

  • Be Good

    Be Good

    The ball of my right hand is starting to swell, the flesh bright red. Great. All that from attempting to open the door to the small microwave I had ordered for the basement. Yes, we’re 60+ and ‘living in our mother’s basement.’ I have a space that I’m setting up…

  • Legacy Lost and Found

    Legacy Lost and Found

    The leaves are gone, the baron trees outside our window give way to burn-scarred earth and sky-splitting sticks of what were once ponderosa pines — jutting from wintry ground that rolls up the mountain. We’re here. Home. The ranch is gone — busy continuing its rebirth after the Missionary Ridge…

  • God Only Knows

    God Only Knows

    I’m having a difficult time passing up the reels on Facebook and TikTok that depict MAGAts awaiting judgement at the Pearly Gates. In a red hat, superior stance, chest puffed, they look to St. Peter in full anticipation of the glories of reaching a higher place as reward for the…

  • Seize the Day

    Seize the Day

    Hallelujah, thank you Lord! I am finally honoring my first day of retirement! I say ‘honor’ because celebrating is either way in the past* or way in the future. Too much to do; too little time. Amid all the closings and the insurance, the upgrades to the current home, and…

  • Interpretation

    Interpretation

    The first person I told at work about my retirement — other than my boss who died four days later — was my dearest, most revered friend who introduced me to the team 20 years ago. And, no surprise, because he is the nicest guy, he said the nicest thing!…

  • The Landing

    The Landing

    I’m disappearing. No, not like ‘I’m going to disappear,’ rather I’m in the process of disappearing. Little by little, cell by cell. I imagine it’s a lot like dying — you’re moving to another plane of existence and it’s frightening but you really don’t have a choice and maybe the…