by Sandy Lingo | Apr 7, 2020 |
I probably should have been stockpiling face masks, latex gloves, toilet paper, and bourbon, but instead I was combing the CVS aisles for hair dye. I grabbed two boxes of Loreal, because I’m “worth it,” as their advertising slogan proclaims. That was 24 days ago....
by Sandy Lingo | Mar 13, 2020 |
It’s an expression: “I couldn’t give it away.” That summer day in 2007, I couldn’t give our encyclopedia set away. The kids had moved out, and now we were moving out, trading the big five-bedroom house for 1200 square feet in a city high rise. There would be no room...
by Sandy Lingo | Mar 7, 2020 |
We were at a beautiful resort in Cancun, and I was furious with my husband, Rick. Based on my vast experience as a married woman, I can say with some assurance that it’s no less miserable to be in that angry space at the beach than in your laundry room or at the...
by Sandy Lingo | Mar 1, 2020 |
My dentist tapped the ouchy spot to punctuate her statement: “We need to replace that crown. You’ve had it since 1999, and they usually only last 10 to 12 years.” And I thought, Oh, good. Then this will be the last time I have to replace this crown. Yes, I would...
by Sandy Lingo | Feb 18, 2020 |
As I reached for the phone, I glanced at the clock. It was 5:00 AM. This can’t be good, I thought. “Hello?” I croaked. The answer was unintelligible screaming. I only made out one word: “Mooooom!” You know how kids make “Mom” a four-syllable word when they want...
by Sandy Lingo | Oct 28, 2019 |
“The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies.” ~ Neil Gaiman, American Gods My husband tilted his head, trying to discern what the droning was. It sounded like a plane taking off. Or a paper...
