by Mir | Oct 22, 2020 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", My name is Grumplestiltskin
Long ago and far away, there was some debate as to whether our house contains a casino, and adorable little-kid word mix-ups aside, I think we determined that no, it does not. It never occurred to me that the day would come when I would also have to determine whether...
by Mir | Sep 28, 2020 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony, What do I do all day?
My father texted me yesterday, and I need you to understand that my father only types on a regular keyboard with two fingers, so texting—even worse—is for him a laborious and unfathomably slow process. I knew it must be something very urgent. He texted to...
by Mir | Aug 18, 2020 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony, Oh look! Something furry!!
We’re rather like a nature preserve, over here, if you like your nature preserve with a motley assortment of dying plants and high-strung creatures, that is. I thought before telling you the new news, I should probably cover some old news. Good old news, even!...
by Mir | Aug 1, 2020 | Haven't been hit by lightning yet!
Every so often my dad sends me something in the mail, I think because it then gives him an excuse to call and ask if I got the thing he sent. (He doesn’t need that excuse. But anyway.) He called yesterday and we chatted for a bit, our conversation the...
by Mir | Jun 24, 2020 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", What do I do all day?
Time has ceased to have meaning, right? It’s not just me? When I sell things on Poshmark (woefully infrequently, these days, because who needs clothes when we’re all hanging out at home in our sweats?) and get them packaged up, I always include a thank-you...
