Sunday, September 28, 2014
Once, when I was young and foolish, (and possibly drunk), my husband convinced me that there was a goat-like animal in the Andes known as the Side-hill Saugus. It circled the Andean mountains, always moving in the same direction. Over the generations, evolution stepped in. The Side-hill Saugus developed uneven legs, the right side legs longer than the left. Evolution has done odder things.
Days later I was furious to find he had made up the whole thing.
Flash forward forty years. My right ankle has built up so much scar tissue from repeated sprainings that I cannot navigate uneven terrain, like a beach. I can walk in one direction, with my right foot waterside, but turnaround, with my right foot on higher ground than my left and it is unbearably painful.
That's karma for you. My husband now has his own genuine Side-hill Saugus.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
My brother doesn't buy lottery tickets because, as he put it, "I won the lottery the day I was born." Me too. My father bought the above house in 1953 for the princely sum of $8000. It is the emotional center of our lives, even though most of the time it is vacant or filled with renters.
"Find Your Place" had a darker meaning today, my first day back. My password list vanished from my desk while I was gone. Poof. Whom the Gods destroy, They first make mad with ever-changing passwords. Who can keep up with this nonsense? Why doesn't cyberspace have a 'find-your-space' option?