Monthly Archives: June 1994

In the grocery store, one clerk waited at the checkout. The few shoppers were in no rush to be first in line. As I strolled into the grocery store, I passed a woman holding a plant. She was talking with … Continue reading →

I dashed into the laundry room. Our old tom cat woke up, looked at my guiltily and jumped off the blue jeans I was after. I opened the back door, “Scat!” He left. I yanked on the jeans, smoothed my … Continue reading →

Socks may leave the store in pairs, but afterwards they resist togetherness. They go into the same wash, but somehow they separate and change. Once I purchased several identical pairs of socks all at once. By the fourth time they … Continue reading →

A reader recently commented that she can’t figure out how many children I have. Neither can I. In fact, I frequently feel like we are missing one. I know I have four birth children, but … After I married, I … Continue reading →