Monthly Archives: November 2013

The Dentist

The smell of the dentist’s office—so familiar it’s almost comforting, but yet repulsive and terrifying all at once. If impending doom had a scent, it would be the same as the dentist’s office.  Contrast that with the sweet voices of the receptionists at the dentist’s office. I have never encountered a dental receptionist that didn’t […]

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Mommy Martyrdom

The other day at the store I saw a mother and her adult daughter in a tense discussion. As I got closer, I saw that the mother had a cast on her leg and was using one of those scooter-carts. The daughter was refusing to return the scooter once the mother rode it to the […]

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The Elf on the Shelf

I had a nightmare about one of those little Elf on the Shelf toys last night. It seemed one had gotten into our house and kept trying to attack my daughter so I attempted to drown it in the dog’s water dish–it wouldn’t die. I then wrestled it to the ground and tried to reason […]

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