Sugar

It was his turn to make the tea, but to sweeten the deal, my beloved spouse, the Carpenter, delivered not only a hot cup of black tea, but two tiny white powdered sugar donuts. Is it wrong that my first thought was, “What has he done wrong?”

‘Not my problem’

If only life’s troubles were so easily dismissed. We long ago ran out of digits counting the number of times that people seemed indifferent to the plight of others. “Not my problem,” many would say.

Room

When I was a child, if I was naughty (which only happened twice, I swear), my parents would send me to my room until they deemed my punishment sufficient and granted me permission to rejoin the rest of the family. 

No free lunch

The Feds just announced a new lunch program for students. Over the course of five years, $1 billion has been pledged to feed kids under a national school food program.

The bunny

The Easter Bunny lives with us. It turns out he lives in a den beneath the deck that was the former residence of the groundhog, also known as Winston the Whistle Pig, who had zero consideration for my morning meditations on the patio last summer. What a racket.