Yanamama

a play in one act, for your amusement Setting: 5 a.m. Friday. The sun has not yet risen. A cool spring breeze flows gently through my bed...

My husband takes great pride in his family tradition of thriftiness. I have to admit, that can wonderful. We have genuine antique glass do...

There I was, faced with a non-functional DVD player. That may not sound particularly tragic to more worldly people, but in our little househ...

My husband tells a story about a junk yard which was protected by two big, fierce dogs.  When the yard was open, the dogs contented themselv...

My little girl wandered into our room at 4:30 this morning to use the bathroom.  All  went well until she discovered the toilet paper was...

but I haven't been to the grocery store in five days, and I don't know how to make dinner with what I have left in the fridge and cu...