Monthly Archives: February 2010

My kid is on to me. I’ve been barking in his ear for 13 years now, and it seems he’s figured out that I don’t really ever bite. I hate this. Coercion used to be much simpler. Now I have to get cooperation. What rot. I remember a fit he pitched in a grocery store when he was a toddler. I don’t remember what it was about, but he fussed about something, and I didn’t want to hear it. Typical of me. Anyway, he blathered on until I played my trump card, “Do you want to go to your room?” …

I’ve decided not to let a burrowing rodent determine my attitude this month.  The winter drags sufficiently without the added weight of an obese groundhog.  The glow of Thanksgiving, Christmas, and three family birthdays are a shimmering memory.  January is the settling month.  The month for regrouping, reconfiguring, and resolving. Then comes February.  Colder. Gloomier. Even with the longer days. Measly President’s Day offers the sole respite between New Years and whenever-Easter-is.  Even people with February birthday’s wish they could celebrate during a brighter month. At least, someplace balmy.  For the shortest month of the year, containing twenty-eight-ish days, February …