Author: Kelly Louise Allen

You a Merry Christmas, a Happy Hanukkah, a Warm and Joyous Kwanzaa. I wish you health in the New Year. Hope instead of hate. Possibilities instead of desperation. We’re so … Continue reading I Wish

No way. Not everyone is meant to be a candy cane, and to some, scurrying around in tights is more torture than celebration. On an early date Rob took me … Continue reading Nope

Pastel on paper. That was my dog, Simon, and my little neighbor, Louie. They adored each other – except for the time Louie clipped the dog’s tail while rollerblading. Rob … Continue reading Louie

“Come along Boats,” say’s the new Warrant Officer in charge of our division, “it’s time to inspect the decks.” He gives me a sour look as the ship heaves to … Continue reading Riding the Wave

I’ve made far too many viking hats. Way, way too many. And each time I decide I’m finished, there’s a family I like but they have kids and pets, and … Continue reading Marauders

We’ve flown from Miami to Atlanta and back, and we’re waiting for the plane to take us to Nashville, when I look down and spot a hole in my pantyhose. … Continue reading Teef

Practice copy of an oil painting by Jacqueline Marval. I’m floored by what I don’t know about art. So finally, after all these years, I’m trying to follow conventional wisdom. … Continue reading The Dancer

I’ll cook anything. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t, and I don’t mind serving the disasters. There is always someone in the family who will eat the remnants of a … Continue reading Haphazard

“So.” I ignore the squabbling in the back seat and try again. “Right or left?” “Straight,” says Brat. “Straight,” echoes Mom. I give them a baffled look, but sis is … Continue reading Giddy Up

Sadly, I cannot recommend our tree trimmer but I sure enjoyed his visit.