Monthly Archives: March 2017
Woman Down
I’m attempting to blog from a $50 tablet. All my other computers have broken down. If your blog requires a password to leave a comment, it could be a while before I get back to you. Sorry. No Suzie’s House this week. I’ll resume blogging as soon as I can. If anyone knows Anastasia please tell her I will be unable to do her son’s taxes. Can’t get into my email. Don’t expect email replies. It could be a while […]
Suzie’s House 496 : Shelter From the Thorn
“Why? I’m not saying let’s go back to the park. I’m saying why did we have to leave when the sun is still up.” Lisa meant for the question to go to the entire band though she looked at Bruce as they hustled along to Ben’s house. “Like I said already, we’ll talk about it when we get to the house.”
Ticking Clocks
Alice slaved over the numbers. Every time the equity balanced, the income didn’t. Without even this rudimentary level of accounting, how could she hope to complete the tax forms? Finally finished, she double checked the address. The likelihood that congress would chose to change something so basic was low, but the laws change every year. Best to check. Yep. Same address as the last ten years. Her eyes slid down the instructions by a few paragraphs. There the changes for […]
A Totally Random 13
1. Can I count the picture? It’s a random shot from the window of the bus while on my trip to Indonesia nearly two years ago.
Suzie’s House 495 : Scream
“Not like that Emma. More like… “ Lisa let the camera fall to her side. Her brow twisted in consternation or maybe puzzlement. Or maybe both. Emma kind of thought it was both. No matter what it meant that Emma wasn’t delivering whatever Lisa wanted for this video. Just that she was so sure she got it. What was wrong?
Buggy
Desmond slipped the electronic surveillance device under the dashboard while the perp run into the convenience store. As soon as the guy hopped in the driver’s seat, Desmond took up the conversation where they’d left off. “So, did you kill this one too?” “What? The clerk? Nah. Didn’t have to. Walked right past him with the goods in hand. It’s cause I’ve got the devil’s own luck.” “But that other guy?” “Yeah. Yeah, I killed him.” He had him! A […]
Diet
I’ve gained weight. It’s not all swelling in the legs. Maybe I should go back on my diet. 13 things I’ve eaten today: 1. broccoli – fresh crowns 2. chocolate 3. pork chop 4. yam 5. cereal 6. chocolate 7. peanuts 8. tea 9. bread 10. peach jam 11. banana 12. chicken soup 13. chocolate Yep, the only old food allergy still bothering me is pineapple. If I don’t get a grip, they’ll be back.
Suzie’s House 494 : Family Reunion
Emma had friends? Since when did Emma have friends? Jim sat in the van and stared. He did vaguely recall meeting some guy who had been walking her home one night, but certainly not any girls and certainly not so many people over all. And the way they treated her – like she was the main thing. Like she was popular. Like Jim would ever let something like that happen!
Post Op Week 4
I’m doing fine. Still not real comfortable sitting at my desk for long periods of time, and no where near ready to crawl around on the floor for craft projects, but sleeping through the night and not hurting much. I find it a bit ironic that my handicap parking permit should arrive just as I’m reaching the point where I’m fairly confident about shopping on my own two feet. Pr-op, when I could barely stand to stand because of all […]
13 Things
My desk is upstairs in an office with no comfortable places to rest. I’m just not spending much time there right now. Instead, I’ve taken over a corner of the living room with the recliner. Here’s what’s accumulated 1. A comforter that covers me most of the time. 2. A trash can 3. A bottle of water 4. A jug of water for refills 5. My cell phone 6. A borrowed book – half read 7. A laptop 8. Another […]
Suzie’s House 493 : A Free Ride
Sonoma lay flat on her back in a nest of blankets with her head wedged between the van’s driver’s seat and the front passenger seat so she could hear the conversation between Trent and “Big Jim”. She’d slept through an hour of the trip from Minneapolis and Madison, but didn’t feel very refreshed. “How you doing, Darling? Back any better?” He reached down from the passenger seat and gave her hand a squeeze.
