sense of humor

Smiling Through Security

I was returning from Albuquerque after PSL last week. I was in the security line. Airport security lines are unpredictable. Sometimes, they move at a regular pace. Sometimes, they move at an uneven pace. This one started off slow, and then zoomed. I was caught with my shoes still on. Uh oh. I do have […]

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Falling For It

Mark showed me his bottle of CoQ10 was empty. He buys our groceries because you buy them in person. I buy our vitamins, because you buy them online. He looked at the label. “Antioxidants. I don’t want to rust from the inside.” He paused. “This must be why mid-westerners are so nice. They put these

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I have People

Yesterday, Mark came banging down the stairs. Clang, clang clang. “Do you need me to do something for you?” I yelled through the door. I was somewhat alarmed. “Nope, I got it.” He sounded positively gleeful. By the time I got to my office doorway he had stopped making so much noise. He was putting

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Name My New Knee?

I’m in Albuquerque, getting ready for AYE. On Friday night, Esther, Don, Don’s wife and I went out for dinner. We returned and Don pair-walked with me up the steps. I proudly walked like a normal human up the steps, alternating legs. “That’s my new knee!” I informed him as I walked up the steps.

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My Stuff, Your Junk

No matter what, Mark and I are moving into a smaller house. That part is clear. So we need to clear out some of what I fondly refer to as our Stuff. When I was traveling last week, Mark told me sternly that we needed to declutter. I agreed. “My name is Johanna and I

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