“There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won’t cure, but I don’t know many of them.” Sylvia Plath I am addicted to baths. It began in my childhood, at what age I cannot say for certain. I can envision myself and my two sisters bobbing around in our bathtub, a simple noContinue reading ““My Happy Place” The Marvelous, Magical, Mystical Powers of a Bath”
While talking to my friend one morning, I heard the distinctive sound of a child’s heavy breathing from the upstairs extension. “Is someone there?” Silence. “Can you please hang up? I am using the phone.” I hear an abrupt click followed by fleeing footsteps and the slam of a bedroom door. The culprit was noContinue reading “Spare The Phone”
If there was a word that existed to describe the opposite of a hoarder, that would describe my mother.