Author Archives: Chico’s Mom

Goofin’ off a work

Time for those dishes to go to the dishwasher. 🎶And the forks in the cradle and the silver spoon Little blue bowl and the saucer in the moon “When are we going to the dishwasher, dad?” “I don’t know when” But we’ll get together then You know we’ll have a good time then Yeah, dishwasherContinue reading “Goofin’ off a work”

Winter Season

Two boosters please She was a little concerned that the health department wouldn’t be able to work her in but they did. No one was there. As they sat in the empty waiting room, Oscar noticed the confused look on her face. “What’s wrong?” “No one’s here.” She pointed around. “Is it because it’s cold?”Continue reading “Winter Season”

Jazzy fought the letter and the letter won?

Or Revenge is best served with super glue? Jazzy took the business sized letter from the mailman without even looking at it. Mail in any form meant work. They chatted for a moment about the forecast: snow. That dreaded S word. It was as effective as saying a real colorful metaphor. A true slap acrossContinue reading “Jazzy fought the letter and the letter won?”

Not for the likes

Who are your current most favorite people? This WordPress/Jetpack community. Like I stated in the title, this isn’t so you will click like on my work. This is a heartfelt Thank You from me to you. As I continued to dig into my past, I’m discovering that I’ve wanted to write (in some form orContinue reading “Not for the likes”

Madman at the door

A storm was coming. Growing up, every house Ruth lived in would be considered ‘substandard housing’ by today’s standards. Truth be told, they were most likely ‘substandard’ by the standards of that day. But there was a roof over her head, she was relatively warm and dry. So when she bought her first house, itContinue reading “Madman at the door”

Winter Season

Kisses? He was gone. The smell of food filled her lungs. She got dressed and joined him in the kitchen. When he finally sat at the table, she got up and looked at his neck. It was the first time she had gotten to see the scratch she had made. “I’m so sorry,” moving hisContinue reading “Winter Season”