Tagged: littlemisssunshine

All day the sun shone in a blue sky and the smell of lilacs was intoxicating. They’ve burst into multi-colored firework-blossom bombs of purple and white and lavender beauty. The chestnut trees have candled and the bright multi-hued greens of spring are evening out into that solid summer wall of verdant emerald. I can’t reconcile myself to the fact that a friend is dying.

I hate this mood.

My rilly rilly good mood of 2 days ago seems to be evaporating. Fizzling out. Going slowly up in smoke. You have been warned.

I am considerably in awe of, quite dismayed by, and frankly, a bit threatened by the human body’s ability to manufacture mucus. If only I could harness this power in some much less disgusting way! I’d make a fortune! When sick, your whole world narrows down to the physical sensations that tend to consume all conscious thought. Things hurt that don’t usually hurt, calling your otherwise oblivious attention to them. You didn’t even know you HAD muscles there, much less that they could ache so much. Suddenly every square millimeter of space occupied by your sinuses becomes of utmost importance:...

Even though winter has been galumphing up with its tongue hanging out and its tail wagging a mile a minute, spraying drool and happy pee everywhere I am NOT READY FOR IT. I’m fending it off with both hands, yelling, “NO NO NO! DOWN, BOY! WAIT!” Damn dog. The village has its Christmas tree up by the little traffic circle. No lights are on it yet, but it’s up. Christmas decorations are for sale in the mall and everything is starting to twinkle. NOT READY. I had to scrape the car windows this morning and it wasn’t any wimpy little...