There was a storm the other day, just a little thunder, wind, and rain here, but farther to the north, it was a storm. When I went outside the next morning it smelled like creosote. More precisely, it smelled like waking up at the hotel I used to manage in Desert Hot...
Random Stories
Karen and Steve
The other day on Facebook, where all life happens now, a friend asked for the definition of a Karen. She was confused because she thought that previously "Karens" were the women lecturing others about face masks and calling the police about non-socially-distancing...
Across the Aisle
On Sunday, my husband, teenage daughter and I took the El downtown to the ballet. When we got on a friend I don't see often was unexpectedly on board and I was excited to chat with her. A few stops later a family came on. Three gorgeous kids, between the ages of 2-5...
Time Travel
To help with a recent surgery I have been taking a water aerobics class. I go on Tuesdays and Thursdays and I am the youngest, by a lot. Most of the people in the class know each other. Some go to a "senior stretch" class directly after. Some go to water aerobics...
The Labyrinth
There's a house I've walked by for years. It's a comfortable house, a little ramshackle, it could use a fresh coat of paint. I've been inside and the same is true there, too. Years ago when I pushed a double-wide stroller for hours on end, I would get annoyed at the...
The When Wes
Today, driving through Chicago and past places I used to work and now barely recognize, I started thinking about the "When Wes." The year I turned 16 I lived in Malawi. I went to an international boarding school. Most of the students were the sons and daughters of...

