Sunday, July 22, 2018

How to fold a fitted sheet

> How to fold a fitted sheet
>
> You cannot
>
> You can
> but not well
>
> It will bunch
> Fold unevenly
> A mess a wreck
> disheveled
>
> Martha says to put your hands
> deep in the pockets
> and bring them together
> A prayer
> A performance
>
> it will not work
> Not for you. Not this sheet.
> Not this time.
>
> Try.
> Search for videos, tips
> Memoirs from others who have
> put their sheet away neatly.
>
> They lie
>
> Or they don't.
>
> but this is your sheet
> Washed, dried, and waiting
> In a jumbled disarray
>
> Wrinkles setting in
>
> It only looks right
> When stretched across a bed
> But your job is to put it away
> Fold it. Stack it. away.
>
> It cannot be done neatly.
> It cannot be done.
> It cannot be.
>
> here is the sheet
> Sink your hands
> Deep in the pockets.

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

To remember

One of the things I hope I never forget is how Thumper loves "play dough surprise". We cook up the playdoh, form small balls, make a hole with my finger y drop food coloring in to the center. Then I close it up. He doesn't know which ball is which color y the color gets more distributed the more he plays. It is the simplest thing in the world y I always want to remember what a joyous kid he is.

Monday, January 7, 2013

Wordpool

Whirlpool. Cesspool.  Wordfool. Fulfill.  Falafel.  Waffle. Quaffle. 
Noise. Background.  Foreground.  Underground. All around. Basset Hound. Lost and Found. Lost is Found. Mapping sound. Sound. Soooouund.
Swipe. Swoop. Switch. Saw. Sound.
Sea. Swirl. Swill. Swan. Sound. Song.

Wordfool.  Woodtool. Toadstool. Toadstole. Thievery. Livery. Live very. Library.

This is just the start of probably nothing
Which is actually how anything always begins

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Post-it moment #1

At a park in cool jackety weather. Lp comes running by as church bells sound. " do you hear the sweet bells of Texas? I love the sweet bells of Texas!"

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

this thing still on?

Helloooooo?????

hello.

Monday, October 17, 2011

Scarred for life

Thumper is down for quiet time. Khubz is in full time kindergarten now (a whole separate blog). I go to take the longest, hottest shower of my life. I am pooped but it feels so good.

I finish, get dressed y consider a short nap (what a blissful thought.) I take two steps out of my steamy bathroom y jump back.

Thumper is sitting on the couch. He came out, saw I was in the shower y turned on the tv. Lucky us, it was the rerun channel y the current selection? Cops. Great. Cops.

Time to drop another quarter in his therapy fund. . .

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Time to worry?

Scene: thumper is heading to time out after hurling his body repeatedly at Scully.
Khubz: Thumper!! Be gentle with mama! Be nice to her!! Because if you kill mama first then we'll never get a puppy because mommy is allergic!!!!