Yes, Scarlett and Wilson here.  The Masters are … one on the couch and one in the bed.  The Woman Master, the one called Auburn, the one who usually does the writing, takes the couch.  Nnnngggh, Nnnngggh, she says with her nose now and then, white papery material waded up next to her face.  Nnnnngggh.  [...]

Just in case you’re still hungry.

Listen
with the night falling we are saying thank you
we are stopping on the bridges to bow from the railings
we are running out of the glass rooms
with our mouths full of food to look at the sky
and say thank you
we are standing by the water thanking it
smiling by the windows looking out
in our directions
back from a [...]

I’ve been here all along –here in the dark of my room, crouching behind my eyes, hoping you won’t notice how swollen they are.  They and the back of my throat.  Oh, and my fingers.  My fingers are swollen from sleeping on them.  Don’t look at my hair.  It might be swollen too, which is [...]

Wilson!  Caught by surveillance camera after donning his Sylvester Stallone disguise and attempting to sneak through the food line a second time.  When questioned by authorities, he defended his disgraceful behavior by pointing out that he was simply and magnanimously saving starving children from the shame of knowing that somewhere someone didn’t finish all the food on his plate.
Oh, the shame [...]

I’ve missed you.  Things have happened.  Occurrences have occurred.  I’ve shrugged my shoulders but it hasn’t made the light change or the carpet heal itself or the yard grow vegetables or the heat go away.  Apparently, shoulder shrugging doesn’t influence the universe.
Also, I missed the birthday of my twins.  How that occurred is still a [...]

Please take heed of this public service announcement, which I’ve kindly provided for educational purposes to those who live in states that now require hands-free cell phone operation while driving.

My mother was a Jell-o maker.  All mothers were back then.  My mother had a collection of copper Jell-o molds; rings of assorted sizes, rounds, square pans, a Christmas tree,  a bunny.  She wore an apron that she’d hold out and wrap around me like angel’s wings.  We’re going to make Jell-o, she’d say, her voice deep and tremulous, like Jell-o [...]

To all the Grandmothers, Grandmas, Grammys, Nannys, MeeMaws, MeeMees, Nannas, YaYas TuTus, NeeNees, Omas, Bubbies, Satvas, MooMoos, Nonnys, Nanos, Omas, Grossmutters, Mormors, Babushkas,  Mummis, Mummos, Abuelas, Grandcrackers and anyone else I may have forgotten –
I feel your joy!
P.S.  Thanks to The Google for this really great picture!

 
Instead of writing about today’s events, I’d rather tell you how the trees have forgotten that it’s almost the middle of November and the only way we get golden trees in Phoenix is by looking at stunning artwork like this.
Painted by Vietnemese artist, Dao Hai Phong, this is one of my favorites.  You can see [...]