I don’t know how many times I’ve read these books. I know the first time was in 1967. I read it in the hospital after my spine was fused and after I decided not to die. I was in the… Read More ›
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TAKE YOUR UMBRAGE ON THE ROAD – Marilyn Armstrong
FOWC with Fandango — Umbrage I always wanted to take an Umbrage. I wanted one in British Racing Green with a 5 on the floor. That way when anyone said “I take umbrage at that,” I could respond by saying, “Hey,… Read More ›
NO CRYING IN THE NEST – Marilyn Armstrong
FOWC with Fandango — Nest A woman, younger than me, has no children and asks: “What is ’empty nest syndrome?’ What does it mean?” I gave it a bit of thought. After all, my nest is empty except for two terriers… Read More ›
A CARDINAL – RADIANT IN THE WOODS WITH SNOW ON THE WAY – Marilyn Armstrong
FOWC with Fandango — Radiant I looked out upon my deck … and it was interesting. Not one, but two squirrels, each hanging in one of the feeders with a Cardinal in the woods, presumably waiting for those big four-footed fluffies… Read More ›
DON’T YOU HATE WHEN THAT HAPPENS? – Marilyn Armstrong
FOWC with Fandango — Rebuke On a day with little to be done, I got up to discover that during the night, some dog (I’m looking at YOU Bonnie!) peed all around the legs of the dining room table. I would… Read More ›
DRIFTING ALONG WITH THE GOOD GUYS – Marilyn Armstrong
DRIFTING ALONG I am retired which is, by definition, at least a little bit adrift. This is a good thing and the real reason we retire. After a life of deadlines and commuting, some drifting seems like a pretty good… Read More ›
OUT-OF-FASHION – Marilyn Armstrong
FUCHSIA – OUT-OF-FASHION? When I discovered my favorite hanging flowers are officially “out of fashion” — meaning I can’t buy any, at least not in Uxbridge, I got depressed. I never imagined flowers could go out-of-fashion. It’s bad enough that… Read More ›
RETROSPECTIVE: AFTERTHOUGHT AND FOND FAREWELL – Marilyn Armstrong
RETROSPECTIVE: afterthought & farewell Do you remember when we competed to get the “Freshly Pressed” award? When there was a weekly prompt that they actually read and supposedly “judged” for quality and uniqueness? Remember when one day, it vanished? We didn’t… Read More ›
BROKEN? ALSO, DISCONNECTED – Marilyn Armstrong
Broken I got up this morning in a pretty good mood. Bright sun, not humid. Looks like a nice day as spring heads into summer. Put up the coffee, gave the dogs treats. My son came over to install the… Read More ›
DREAM AND REAL – Marilyn Armstrong
Juxtapose In my dreams – now rapidly fading as dreams do when you wake – is that I was so exhausted I could not continue. I didn’t know why I was so exhausted, only that I could barely raise my… Read More ›
I, CLONE – Marilyn Armstrong
Doppelganger So my clone went to the police station this morning to report being hacked. It wasn’t a crime because I was massively inconvenienced, but nothing was stolen. They tried, they failed. I spent all day yesterday until the wee… Read More ›
HACKED – Marilyn Armstrong
Isn’t it fortunate I got a second computer! It turns out this hacking thing is a big deal and it was all over the TV news tonight. They are hacking routers. Apparently, if you reboot your router (unplug or turn… Read More ›
WE ARE ARCHAIC – AND I’VE BEEN HACKED – Marilyn Armstrong
ARCHAIC We were the hot new writers that got WordPress ‘on the board’ back in their early days, but we are old now and they want something different. More money. A lot more money. Apparently the profits they are making… Read More ›
GUILTY – BUT WAS I CHARGED? Marilyn Armstrong
BROUGHT UP GUILTY To be brought up Jewish is to be brought up guilty. I think Catholics have a similar problem. We are guilty of different things, however. Catholics have the whole “sin” thing to deal with. Jews get to… Read More ›
DISAPPEARING FOR THE DAY – Marilyn Armstrong
Good choice of prompts for our day! We’re off to see the wizard, in this case, the audiologist at UMass Memorial in Worcester. Hopefully, this will be the last step prior to setting an actual date for Garry’s cochlear implant… Read More ›
AWKWARD CAN BE CUTE IN A KLUTZY WAY, RIGHT? – Marilyn Armstrong
Awkward? Me walking anywhere. More like limping. Me, trying to clamber into the bathtub and hoping, praying, I’m not going to fall down in the process. Awkward is anytime I have to go upstairs. Worse, slowly and awkwardly going down…. Read More ›
