No, I didn’t lay them in the mud! But I did add a huge fleece bathrobe to the cold water wash my wife was loading (and she knew), but now “nothing is clean!” Eek. Listen to your elders and don’t try this at home, kids. Could be the 40-year-old Whirlpool (double-eek!), but let that laundry [...]
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Here we are again, just seventy-two hours after I was ready to blow up everything, toss the whole deal, run away and join the circus, you name it. Just rained right down again out of a clear blue sky. You really should have been here, it was just amazing. There I was, mad enough at [...]
The shining hour has arrived. Something different has been waiting for a long, long time. My wife for one has never stood so straight or looked so beautiful. Either this depth and richness is a wild new thing or I just passed third grade. Best not go into that. I’ve never felt so strongly that [...]
It’s evening now, but today was one of those mornings in paradise. The ancient washing machine that empties into the kitchen sink—if you remember to hook the hose over the edge—had come to a stop with a clatter and a scrape. As she pulled out the wet laundry to hang it on racks in front [...]
My wife drove off later for the grocery store. On her way out, a black dog (of course!) was gnawing on it. When she returned, the head was gone. There’s a thing about skulls and such in this part of the world, so I hope it doesn’t come back or end up wired to the branches of a tree beside someone’s front door.