The Burrow

Written half-way between then and now, this Archive post benefited from some serious editing.  Tomorrow I'll write about how I'm doing now. Today, I'm looking backward. ***** Where Are Your Sticks? I, the Official Adopted Grandmother of Prince Elementary School, returned to the playground, ready to greet a new school year. Dressed in my coat of many colors, I had stickers in my pocket and a smile on my face. After an hour, there were fewer stickers, but many more smiles. "Do you remember me?" they asked, and "Of course!" I did even if I didn't. I have very few of their names in my permanent memory bank, though I recognize the usual suspects by sight. They are all a little taller... "nearly as tall as you are, Granny." "Can we sing the Jingle Bells song?" a big boy wondered, and I shrugged and started crooning. This is the only audience on the planet which appreciates my vocalizations.  We're working on learning the se...

Though this archive edition was first posted in April, 2011, it spoke to me today. John Kasich and Ted Cruz have suspended their campaigns, and Trump is now the presumptive Republican nominee for President of the United States.  I can't believe I just typed that sentence. The donor base is reluctant to give to the RNC's Presidential campaign fund, according to the talking heads.  The down ticket candidates are squirming.  And five years ago, newly perforated , returning to the world after 14 weeks of bed rest, my outrage was as potent as it is now.  I asked it then and I ask it now: How did this happen? ***** A Charming Rascal (first published April 15, 2011) First things first : What is it with the hair? Second : Is this really happening? The man has been married three times and is looking to be embraced by the family values crowd. He's lost more money in more real estate deals than we'll all make in our collective lifetimes and he wants us to ...

Throwback Thursdays, the Facebook meme which has my friends posting their school pictures from 1958, never caught on with me.  I'm more interested in sharing the here and now than in reliving the past.   But some of the past may be worth revisiting.  This, the first in a weekly series of Archival Edition posts, will explore The Burrow to see if that's true. ***** First published on  April 28, 2010 , this lightly edited post could have been written today.   I am, as Pantagruel suggested, tending my own garden.   Here are the results of a lovely early morning and late afternoon walking around my yard and admiring the work that the creator (need a capital C?  whatever floats your boat... today, I'm not arguing with anyone about anything) and I have achieved.  The commentary is minimal.... I hope your joy is exponential. ***** Yellow is the predominant color right now. These damianitas have finally shown their true beauty. ...