BURGER OR BURRITO? Which are you? Maybe you didn’t know that all people can be divided along these culinary categories. They can. Grab something to munch on while I explain it all to you. [click to continue…]
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IHAVE SCHEDULED A TOUR OF MY CLOSET for the next time Marion visits my tiny house. Apparently she has not seen it, though her post the other day about how different we are on this score of closets would lead you to infer otherwise. This is how it is between sisters, I think: We know them so well, and yet not at all, and that’s what makes the bond and also the friction that is the unique chemistry of siblings. I have just gone upstairs to take my closet’s measurements, to try to get this straight. [click to continue…]
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IF YOU KNEW US only for an instant, you might think us to be something that we’re not. That’s because I’m the loud sister. Always have been. And loud gets mistaken for tough, especially in women. But Margaret is the tough one, hand-down. Don’t believe me? See what she sent me in the recent ice storm.
As I said in my reply to her post, that characterizes her. No mere basket of cheer for Margaret; when her sister was in trouble, that sister sent power tools. She’s tough, and never tougher than on gifts, though not only in the giving. [click to continue…]
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I F THERE IS a seasonal cycle between the Roach sisters, it begins each year in winter when I ask which seeds to order. In early spring it’s whether I can yet prune my apple trees. Following a purely horticultural calendar, I know that midsummer brings a need to know the absolute drop-dead date for pruning lilacs; a call in autumn is all about when to harvest pumpkins.
I don’t stick to a purely horticultural calendar, of course, when there is so much more to ask of my older sister, Margaret. With the same seasonal regularity, at 4 PM the day before Christmas, the question is how to make the buttermilk in which to marinate the turkey. (Of course she denies that she makes buttermilk, but don’t let’s get started on that.) [click to continue…]
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NEXT TIME YOU get your feathers ruffled about where you stand in some pecking order, keep in mind that while you may have spent thousands in therapy on this topic, and others have racked in untold millions writing and selling books that define your prescribed sorry circumstances to you, remember that the guy who authored the idea of who pecks who, when, where, and why, was talking about nothing more than, yup, chickens.
But before you stop payment on that most recent $150 check to your shrink, read on. It will make you feel better. [click to continue…]
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