P Squared Books

The Difference Between You And Me

The difference between you and me is that you will ask me where [insert missing object name here] is. I will tell you it's in the bag you're holding. The difference between you and me is that when I get a flat bike tire, I'

Seasons Greetings

Your attention please. Die Hard is a Christmas movie. That is all.

food

The Sound of Silence

In my twenties, I worked on Maui. I lived in a housing unit controlled by my employer, and in general it was pretty nice. There were several duplexes all in a row, and everyone in the little 'neighborhood' knew each other. One rainy night, as was typical for

desert

The Price of Honesty

In the desert of California, I would go to the local farmer's market. It usually involved a man in a tie-dyed onesie and an alien mask playing discordant tunes on an amplified guitar, at least ten women in high waisted shorts and floppy hats, a minimum of two

horror

Everyone's Offended

I'd left my glasses in the car. I'd been swimming, and had forgotten a case for them, so I hadn't brought them inside. I was done swimming, walking down the little hallway that would dump me back outside, to my car and glasses, when

houses

You Can't Go Upstairs

Every now and then you get home from work, get into your comfortable clothes, and melt into the couch, excited by the fact you're finally home. One day I was doing this, and my husband came in and sat in the chair across from me.  We stared at

horror

The Prayer Room

In my early twenties, I lived in an adobe house. It had been built in the late 1800's, and was one of those houses where they'd never really installed a heating system. Instead, they had some sort of allegedly functional heater in the basement, and then

nature

The Timing Of Motivation

Just out of college I worked for an at-risk-youth wilderness therapy outfit. We took kids into the backcountry for seven to thirteen weeks while their parents decided if they would come back home or go to a residential boarding school. In the backcountry we did group therapy with the kids,

horror

There are Two Types of People...

...Those who feel color, and those who do not. My husband is one of those people who doesn't feel color. In fact, I know, without him reading the previous sentence, that such a statement makes no sense to him. But me. I feel color. Colors have the ability

houses

15,000 Pounds

My husband and I moved into an old farmhouse. The house itself was full of weird stuff, like SEVENTEEN different types of flooring, and we decided we would, one day at a time, remodel it. Which is something that was only possible because my husband has skills. I am mostly

travel

Phoenix Invades

One year for my birthday, my husband booked us a cabin on a little guest ranch outside of Prescott, Arizona. The ranch lay off a twisting of Forest Service roads in the Pinon/Juniper forest, and in the dead of winter we were some of the only guests. The ranch

writing

Context is More Important Than Spelling

Recently, I saw a friend I used to work with. I asked her how things were going in my old alma mater of a workplace. She looked at me for a few moments, then described the following email, which was sent to the entire staff. Subject: MANDATORY ANAL TRAINING Hello

food

The Process of Pears

When we moved into our house, we were told the pear tree in our front yard was just going to make wormy pears. We were told we should learn to make cider. Which, when we moved in in the middle of winter, seemed like a fine autumn activity. Of course

food

They Lie To Your Face

I have two cats. One is grey and one is a calico. The grey one is sweet and not super smart. The calico can be sweet, but she is too smart to be sweet when it's not to her advantage. The grey one got pancreatitis. The vet said

food

Bro... Just... Don't

I don't do great with bros. I don't know if it's a life time of always being one of the few, if not the only, woman in a room, but as I slide into middle age, I just... My tolerance for the broham life

travel

Animal Behavior...

This is a story about more sharks. There I was. Enjoying the beach. Crystal clear waters. And then, a shadow... And another shadow. The water was filled with sharks. Which was pretty neat. I'd been coming to this beach for over twenty years and in that time I&

nature

I Don't Think That Happens

A mentor of mine and I were playing phone tag. I needed advice. I was at the cusp of possibly of getting a big break into the industry of my dreams, and then the entire industry came grinding to a halt. Not that I was surprised. I mean, the 2020&

cats

He's Probably Fine...

One day, back when I lived in Foo, I was out of town, and my friend called me. "Hey, is your husband alright?" Obviously, this caused me some alarm. She elaborated. "I was getting off work last night around midnight, and he was standing on your porch

desert

Bad Gas

We don't have a wood stove. But it is important you understand that my husband loves wood stoves. He wants to put one in our house. We've lived places with wood stoves before, but this not-so-new house in which we currently live doesn't have

desert

Vegas, Baby

I went to Las Vegas recently. I've got friends who live there, and on Saturday afternoon we went to a park. While in the park, I took a photo of the lake and sent it to a friend. #Vegas, I said. To which he responded, That can'

travel

Overheard in Escalante

I went "glamping" in Escalante. I'm not usually a glamper, but I was invited, and it actually was pretty fun. It was hot, probably close to 100 out, and this glamping situation had a pool. There were three other women at the pool with us, two

summer

Hair that Transcends Time

It was a hot summer's afternoon. The temps were in the low hundreds, and the small town in which I was in was sleepy with Sunday energy. Two of my friends were passing through and we went out to find lunch. We ended up at a brewery, sitting

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It's Hard To Be So Famous

My entire life, I've wanted to see a book I wrote on store shelves. This dream has yet to come true, but I hope that one day it does. My husband has never had such a dream. He's not a writer, and that's great.

desert

Water is Always Relaxing

One spring, I could feel the hot weather coming, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little stressed by the on-coming heat. The months of triple digit days, and the lack of access to any sort of pool or river had lodged themselves in

summer

The Longest Mile

I love swimming laps. But what happens is I get out of the habit, and it's hard for me to rally to get to the pool. Recently, I decided it was time to start swimming again. I saddled up, made it to the community center, and got to