Maj has a frog.
She used to have two frogs. Their names were Big and Little.
Shiny rubbery blue-green Australian White’s Tree Frogs.
These frogs had been a part of our household for several years before we moved to Oregon, and the slightly smaller frog (whose name was Big) . . . …Gift from frogs
I have a photo of my father and me, together.
A black and white snapshot of a moment in time.
My father is younger here than I ever remember him being. His hair too-short and unevenly cut, his shirt too loose around his frame. He was not a young man when I was …Downward into me
Maj had a hard day yesterday. I am not going to go into all of the details here, because it was not that funny. Just imagine rage and anger and yelling and bitterness. All aimed at me. For an extended period of time, and at top volume.
Although there were a few funny moments …Grudgy