The Wormlips Scrapbook

Mom was at a church-lady meeting at the other day, where the biddies were discussing pros and cons of constructing a new holy building. At the end of much debate, a certain Mrs. R____ [not my mother this time], chimed in. “I say we should grab the bull by the balls and run with it.” [...]

I felt a bit queasy this morning, but not enough to get in my way. I hung out at home, still trying to catch up on my blog, and planned my next (and final) side trip. I want to go to Chichicastengo. Maria was helpful, reserving a hotel and shuttle for me. I’d hoped to [...]

Over the past couple months it seems I’ve taken up sleepwalking and sleeptalking. Sometimes I think Yo-Nenny’s gaslighting me with her reports of my nocturnal conversations, yet they ring true. Several nights ago at about midnight, I was sound asleep with Emmy cradled in the crook of my arm. As her mother reached to remove [...]