Like trying to use
your tongue as a lint brush, you
wake up fuzzy-mouthed.
Sleeping on the plane
Reply
Tag Archives: tired
Christmas triage
Not enough time for
cookies, cards, decorating.
Which one do I skip?
Gentlewomen’s lament
God rest ye merry
gentlemen? I don’t see them
lifting a finger!
It’s a wonderful life
Only if you’re not
the one doing the shopping,
cleaning and baking.
Holiday spirit
Like catching snowflakes,
this melts quickly from the heat
of a stressful month.
Clean sweep
My spare bedroom holds
many possibilities
under all that junk.
Substitution
Sometimes, the hunger
that compels you to eat a
cookie is sadness.
Unproductive
Inertia roosting
inside me like a hen un-
willing to lay eggs.
Traveling with S
She takes such care of
me, reads maps, keeps track of things.
A good friend, and more
Midnight munchies
To eat or not to
eat? My stomach says yes, my
hips scream don’t you dare.
a haiku a day 