Monthly Archives: June, 2018
Interfere
I dispense a lot of advice on this blog. Clothing advice, dog-raising advice, aging advice, housekeeping advice – and most often – happiness advice. But it’s a lot harder to give advice in real life than it is to write about all my incredible (incredibly small, that is) wisdom. I really do believe my advice …
A Father’s Duties
In the parking lot at the Petco store, I watch a dad with his three kids. Two boys and girl. The boys are maybe seven and eight; the little girl perhaps four. At the entrance to the store, Dad stops. I see him tell the boys to wait a second. Dad has noticed that the …
Born That Way
Yesterday, I went out on my patio to enjoy the sunshine that had finally appeared after a few days of rain. I noticed that on the patio stones were six little worms. I am no biologist, but I pride myself on being an expert anthropomorphologist, so I figured the worms were doing the same thing …
Horrible Beauty
When I was out driving yesterday, I was suddenly engulfed in a blizzard. A pollen blizzard. The sun lit up the millions of pollen bits and dandelion fluffs floating through the air. It was the Dance of the Allergens. And I just laughed. Because those awful things reap havoc on me… and yet they were …
Birthdays
A few years ago I wrote a post – Oh, Grow Up! – in which I wrote about the childish things that we need to leave behind. Don’t get me wrong. I think we should act like children a lot more often than we do – especially because we mostly still feel like children inside. …
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