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Category: Holidays

  • BYOB

    Madness ensues when you bring your own bear to a New Year's Eve soirée. It's not a party anyway until you've wrestled the large hairy mammal standing watch over the bar. The white goes flying and red ruins everything. Kick the year off with twisted limbs and a heart on one's sleeve. If the beast…

  • No No

      Tempting:treats on tray Tough to pass up:human food Cream puffs:big no no    

  • Wrap-Up

    Christmas had come and gone, and Marnie pondered hard on what she thought of 2014. She made a friend. That pretty much concluded her year-end wrap-up. Making friends was no easy feat for Marnie. She was an outgoing girl with grit and a good heart. Although her heart was good, literally and figuratively, her motor…

  • Under the Tree

    The best vantage point in the house is right here under the tree. Angels and snowmen rub noses. Stars dance above my head. Blinking, twinkling ~ red-blue-green-gold ~ the colors cast circles on the floor. In the middle of all the excitement is where I like to be. Even with my eyes closed, the worlds…

  • Sparkle

        No amount of hot glue and glitter can return the sparkle to a barren season. Memories of light and long days must suffice until we get turned back around. I wait it out with knuckles the color of chalk, well-padded bones, and cheeks ruddy from breaths held too long.  

  • Congregate

    We share everything but our thoughts.Body heat is enough.We congregate under the arch, on thin ice.Unforgiving winds slash at our skin.We are the circle that lets nothing in.

  • Browser

    A desert aisle browser catches a whiff of decay on the shelves. Cloying, metallic. Bubble and pop. Death by neglect has surely fallen upon this house. Is there no one brave enough to raze the cases to their foundation? Difficult it is to walk away from such sweet confines.

  • Bundled

    A ripped jersey with the number six on the back, along with knee/elbow pads and a pair of wobbly skates, were bundled up in mothballs down in the basement. The incriminating evidence was tucked in among the Christmas decorations. Santa, Frosty, and Rudolph comprised the inner circle that knew all about Mrs. Henderson's past. Santa,…

  • Emanation

    We don't even own a frying pan, but the smell of bacon fat clings to the walls. The odor comes and goes. It's kind of homey and comforting, but also creepy. Pork, of all things. Sue-Ann and I are vegans! Am I having a dietary crisis? Am I about to pick back up all my…

  • Disguise

    Kris donned a disguise and took the train into town. He needed to shop for supplies: a down parka, pliers, bungee cords, WD-40, carrots, kale, a hand warmer, calcium chloride pellets. There were also a few items scrawled at the bottom of his list the Missus snuck in: Nivea creme, non-dairy creamer–peppermint–and red push pins.…