A Vermont humor writer explores the funny side of home, family, and life in the country.
Sitting still can be a real pain
“If I don’t take a lot of breaks, I turn into a mannequin, one that appears to be wincing and clutching its hip or lumbar region.”
Diving into compost(ing)
“Soon I was wading into a 100-pound pile of old and new banana peels, broccoli stumps, coffee grounds, and worse.”
It’s my car, not my identity
“Kindergartners keep flashing me what appear to be gang signs as I drive through town.”
A picky eater grows up…slowly
“I got my nutrients from the handful of raw vegetables I deemed acceptable and the fortified goodness of my morning Cap’n Crunch.”
Fantasy football mishap causes spat
“He kept ranting, and for good reason: I had possibly ruined our chances of having a winning team this year.”