Sky-High Adventures in Social Distancing
Dropping my sons at DFW during COVID. The airport was a ghost town. The ex texted me an hour after the boys already had — clearly expecting to start a fight. Didn't work.
COVID Diaries Day 200 – New Habits, New Normal?
What things do I wish that would stick around from the COVID experience? I came across this question on Twitter and it got me thinking. The comments, as expected, were divided between appreciation for the evolved human response to a pandemic, to the ignorant disdain for anything that required accepting any personal responsibility in preventing the spread of the virus.
Love is Dead – Casualty of the Divorce
I wanted the opposite of what my mother had. Instead I ended up in somewhat the same place — and I'm not trying again.
The Mother of All Resentment
Lunch with my mother brings up all kinds of resentment. Reminders that my mother is a narcissist.
More Adventures in Social Distancing
Pedicures, a reopened Alamo Drafthouse, and physically dragging La Llorona away from strangers who don't want her in their six-foot bubble.
