Category: Categorizing Things is Overrated

I dreamed of my middle school house again. In this dream, as usual, it was the house and not quite the house. We were assessing it for some DIY repairs, some renovation. Lush green plants grew down out of the ceiling – a “living roof” in reverse. A stunning spiral chandelier made of seashells hung…

Jack is my errand buddy. If I have to go to the grocery, to Target, drive across town to pick up Craig from baseball . . . whatever, wherever, he’ll come along. Sometimes he chats, sometimes he sits in companionable silence and listens to his ever-present Airpods. He always pushes the cart for me. I…

What’s the nicest compliment you ever received? Why was it so meaningful to you? The school I attended for the longest period of time (given my military brat nomad upbringing) was Hickman Elementary in the San Diego Unified School District. I recall that I wasn’t actually zoned for it, but they let my siblings and…

What is your superpower? I’ve been stewing on this one a few days and don’t have a very fun or interesting answer. I can carry lots of dishes, a holdover from the waitress days. I can keep indoor plants very happy (still working on outdoor!) I can read people’s moods, although I think this is…

Twyla, our little Teddy Roosevelt terrier, has a tan heart-shaped spot. The pointy bit tucks into her right hip crease, the rounded tops stretching over her right haunch toward the ridge of her wee backbone. You can see all kinds of shapes in her spots, like daydreaming stories from the clouds in a bright blue…