THE DAY OF THE IGUANA

THE DAY OF THE IGUANA Nothing unusual happened today—unless you count that thing with the iguana…  There I was, sitting on my front porch with my feet up minding my own business, staring out at a desert full of cactus, creosote bushes, and tumbleweeds, when the dang iguana wandered up on the porch. He stood…

Streets and Deep Holes

Streets and Deep Holes Ever stop to think of all the wrong streets you walk down and all the deep holes and cracks you fall into? Then, do you scratch and claw your way out, all while blaming someone else for your choice of streets and subsequent potholes? Streets and deep holes, in this instance, is metaphor of the…

Blue Egg On My Face

Blue Egg On My Face Early one Fall morning, I hurried out of the shower, threw on my clothes and rushed to the grocery, not bothering to dry my hair or put on my usual makeup. It’s early, I thought, I won’t see anyone I know.   Not to be outdone, fate caused a chilly wind…

Baubo the Belly Goddess

Baubo the Belly Goddess There’s an old woman—a wild woman if you please—who lives in the hearts of women everywhere. She’s the cheeky little goddess named Baubo, the goddess of mirth. She kicks and dances, sometimes with suggestive moves, as she roars and cackles, reminding women that laughter—belly shaking laughter—is good for us.  But not…

Old Dogs and Blue Leopards

Old Dogs and Blue Leopards Not only can old dogs learn new tricks but leopards can also change their spots. You don’t believe me? I tell you it is true. I’ve seen it with my own eyes. For you see, I am that old dog leaping backwards over an inflamed barrel. I’m also the blue…

Rules, Rules, Rules

Rules, Rules, Rules I have always been a rules player. (Most of the time.) It is important to me to know the rules, so I can keep them. What really bugs me is when someone changes the rules mid-stream without telling me, and jumps on me because I didn’t keep a rule.  However, that was…