Author Archives: Penny

You’re killing me, Larry

I headed out this evening for the gym behind a long chain of cars.  I could see the flashing red light for a non-working traffic signal about a mile up the road.  I’d never have time to warm up.  Oh, … Continue reading


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Fun farts

My family, by nature, is couch bound.  We chat (if the mood hits); we laugh with (at) one another; we watch (some profess skill) sports; we eat; we play board games.  So today for my niece’s birthday,  we combined forces … Continue reading


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That’s a stretch

The front seat of Couponman’s car is always cluttered with torn coupons, receipts, and miscellaneous debris picked up at the 99¢ Store.  I try to scooch to the front edge of the seat so that I don’t disturb his treasures.  … Continue reading


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Born leaders

You know how sometimes you can just see it…  Some people are born leaders. His eyes lit up when he saw me.  He ran to the plastic laundry basket on the floor, threw the clothes out, climbed inside, and said … Continue reading


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Word banks

My girlfriend and I are on a mission.  Actually I’m on the mission and I’ve coerced her into joining me.  I’m trying to find my 21-year-old body wrapped deep inside my 21×3+1 body.  So the other night after surviving a … Continue reading


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Hola, mama

“Bueno,” the voice on the other end of the line said. “Jenn,” I hesitantly asked.  “Hola, Mamacita.”  The GAP’s been doing too much planning for our Costa Rica trip.  “Te quiere to stop-po by después de trabajo ver el tuturo … Continue reading


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Taking the risk

“Let’s grab a bite to eat,” I said to Nae.  We’d been working hard and deserved a break. “Where do you want to go?” I gave her the look like “duh, where you think?”  We have a favorite place.  It’s … Continue reading


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Forget me not

I want to first apologize to you.  I know you are not supposed to apologize, but I just must.  I taught a class this morning and had envisioned making beautiful Golden Tickets taped to a big chocolate bar just like … Continue reading


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It’s part of growing up

Coco is tough.  There isn’t much that makes her cry.  When she was young, she’d endure pain and never wince.  She waffled her foot on a floor furnace, ironed the top of her foot, fell out of a swing, bit … Continue reading


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He said, she heard

“I have salmon for tonight,” Couponman mumbled. “She didn’t go to Disneyland,” I answered. “What kind of answer is that?” he asked. “She ran out of time,” I explained further. “What does Disneyland have to do with salmon?” “What does … Continue reading


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