Category Archives: The Puzzle Smuggler

Saturday, March 21. I used the last avocado today and the milk has run out. It occurs to me when I run out of chocolate, I may finally lose my muffin top.* It also occurs to me when I run out of chocolate, I may finally lose my will to live. Tonight, my mom tellsContinue reading “Virch, or, All I Can See Is My Big Ugly Head”

March 18. I decided to raid the Barnes & Noble today, to stock up on puzzles, puzzle books, games, and a number of novels, so that every few days I can drop a couple items on my mom’s doorstep, in a desperate effort to keep this 79-year-old woman in her house. She has a numberContinue reading “The Puzzle Smuggler”

I count myself lucky as the biggest issue I have on my hands right now, is keeping my 79-year-old mother (who has a bigger social life than my friends and I all put together) in her house. To say she is active is to put it mildly. She is a part of more groups currentlyContinue reading “Forget the Spring Breakers, I Can’t Keep My Mother Inside”

A friend gave me a gift certificate to a costume shop for Christmas, and in early February I made an evening of it. I gleefully purchased a black flapper-style wig (it is the ’20s after all), a couple masquerade masks with sequins and feathers, and some long blue eyelashes, (because you never know, and youContinue reading “Preparing for the Masquerade”