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Irma Came. And then Irma Went. Now Modah be &*%#! tired.

One week ago that b*tch Irma spread her skirts,

took a squat, and sprayed destruction all over my state.

Since  Modah lives only “a block from the water” here in South Florida,

she wisely decided to evacuate and took shelter 

with generous friends, who managed to pack

eleven people,

three large dogs,

six (count ’em SIX!) cats,

and a hedgehog named Norbert,

into their house. Continue reading

Modah’s “Holiday Pig-out Prevention Plan”

After twelve hours of peeling, chopping, baking, blending,

bitching, boiling, blisters, stirring, sifting and setting

(whilst sweating like a racehorse-running-the-Preakness)

Modah single-handedly produced a Thanksgiving dinner

of pornographic proportions.

A roasted turkey reclined in its Rubenesque glory on the table,

surrounded by serving bowls of salty, slurpable starches

and greasy/sweet sauces, Continue reading

How to Handle the Sting of Criticism

Modah recently GOT HER A** HANDED TO HER by a literary agent to whom she pitched her book and brand. The agent’s criticisms ranged from dismissing Modah’s-choice-of-name to don’t-come-back-until-you’ve-got-a-Kardashian-sized-social-media-following.

And, to some degree, the agent WAS right.

But, @#$%&! Continue reading

Sleep Training AIN’T FOR SISSIES!

He attacks, under cover of darkness.

He is ruthless…and toothless.

He is a screaming, flailing, drooling, seventeen-pound TYRANT.

And, sadly, he’s my “kin.”

My grandson has been terrorizing his parents for four months.

And I’ve watched my Darling DIL stumble down the stairs, weak and hollow-eyed, after a night of hourly interruptions that include (but are not limited to)

feeding, rocking, walking, burping, changing, temperature-taking,

Tylenol, DEFCON 5 screaming, Gripe Water, prayers, tears,

and a few stolen moments of half-sleep for all parties concerned.


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