Grocery Surprise

It’s late and the lines are short. Stockton wheels our small cart into a lane and begins to place items on the belt. Our cashier greets us and scans our shopping with odd bits of commentary. “Can you tell I’m bored?” she says as she bags up boxes and cans. “Ok, that’s $94.” Stockton signs…

What Was That?

“I went to bed that night and I turned off the music and I was laying in my bed and I heard footsteps in the attic. And they were very clear footsteps. I wasn’t quite sure why I would be hearing that, but you know whenever you move into a new apartment you start to…

Halloween Candy in Low Vision

This past weekend after watching (all) of Stranger Things Season 2, I’m seeing nougat differently. But my general candy preferences remain the same. I dug out this post from the archives just in time for the night of frights… Did you buy candy for the trick-or-treaters? It’s almost Halloween. In fact, you might be reading…

A Close Study

One time Stockton and I visited friends in South Carolina. Their adorable newbornish baby fed about every two hours. Near some bottles on the granite countertop, I noticed a piece of paper and a pen. “What’s that for?” I pointed to the items. “Oh, baby brain. I’m so tired I can’t always remember the last…

Taking Cover

Alright, I confess, I hate them. Those pale, flimsy fabric bonnets. Why would anyone speaking for themselves wear one? When I would watch Little House on the Prairie, I didn’t understand the point of wearing the brimless, lacey ones. No refuge from the rain. The dust was not deterred. I figured hair ribbons would have been…