Month: November 2014

  • The Sun Is Setting On Tuesday Night

    Days like today I wish I were an emotional person, able to fling myself wholehearted to one side of a debate or another, instead of someone who keeps asking why. “Why?” is not a good question to ask today. There are images I want to forget. I want to forget the livestream of Michael Brown’s…

  • Heads-Up From the Universe

    Saturday morning I woke and wondered, “I wonder if my great-aunt Rose Mary’s dead?” I haven’t met many of my grandmother’s siblings, given that they almost all live(d) in Marion Ohio. I met Carol once, Jimmy once, Margaret lives only in photos, and Marshall was incarcerated in the Home for the Criminally Insane and Mom…

  • Sanitary Details

    (“Sanitary details” was our family term for pads. Or, I could have called the post “rat matresses.”) All symptoms of menopause have cleared up. No hot flashes, no dryness. Instead, I am making up for all those period-free years. The OB-GYN said that since everything had looked good, my options were: hysterectomy / hormones. I…

  • Wine Is The New Orange Crush

    Wine. Something to learn about. Something to be an expert on. Something to purchase. One can purchase both wine and wine accoutrements. One can research wine, find the best wine, find the best wine temperature, the best wine vacuum, the best wine stoppers. In other words, wine is something Gary will take to like a…