Wednesday, October 7, 2020
Tuesday, October 6, 2020
When Your Horoscope Slaps You Up
CANCER (June 22-July 22). When you like someone a lot, you want to know that they like you, too. So, you test the waters. You push buttons. You watch their reaction and determine whether you're deep enough under their skin to have an effect.
Monday, October 5, 2020
Happy Birthday, Grandpa
On the back of this photo, in Grandma Esther's handwriting, it says that this is Knut's birthday, October 5, 1962. Five year old me is sitting in Grandpa's lap, and older brother Scott is standing by holding what I presume is a birthday cake. Even though it looks like a hat. What I remember about my grandfather is a bit sketchy. It was difficult to talk to him because his hearing was failing and he would often turn off his hearing aids when there were lots of people in the room. I do remember him sitting in his recliner with a cloud of blue cigarette smoke surrounding him. When I was older, I realized he had a wonderful sense of humor. I remember his funeral. And that he loved Planter's dry roasted peanuts. He would have been 121 years old today.
Contrast
It occurred to her that they were much like the individual houses that they occupied. His was dark and closed in with a stony entrance that could feel cold and foreboding, even though there was warmth and comfort within. Hers was bright and sunny and open with overflowing flower pots on the front step. His had many doors and passageways and thus was labyrinthine. A shortcut to the living room from the porch, she thought, and returned through the dining room and kitchen to find him where she left him, stretched out and leaning back in his chair with his sandaled feet up on the table. Her house was far more straight forward. Once you entered, the living room was to the left and the dining room to the right. You could see beyond the sunroom to the deck in the backyard from where you stood near the front door. As they chatted online she could picture him in his office with the large window that faced the street. A deep and cozy room with a fireplace and a pair of wing chairs. She wondered if he was imagining her in a similar fashion, seated at her computer in her office on the high-backed fuchsia office chair. A vivid and cheery room packed with toys and mementos that was decorated haphazardly in every color of the rainbow.




