Coffee and Sixlets

img_2875.jpgIf you were here right now, I’d be happy to share my afternoon coffee and Sixlets with you. Maybe you’d have something interesting to tell me, something that might keep me awake through what have suddenly and inexplicably become the long and lulling hours of late afternoon during which I have to perpetually do things to keep myself conscious. I keep wondering if I have thyroid issues. Or maybe I need to smoke more Continue reading “Coffee and Sixlets”

How we do cheap

In the past couple of days, I’ve been thinking a lot about what it was like being poor.  Over the years, I’ve heard Mama say several times that she wishes she knew then what she knows now–that nowadays she’d be a lot better at poverty.  I think I would be, too. Continue reading “How we do cheap”