Me, speaking to my husband today around noon: “I’ve got nothing for my blog. I can’t keep writing about you being home all week and how bad it is and how you are driving me crazy. The authorities could use it against me.” And just like that, a blog is…
Month: December 2015
Hear No Husband, See No Husband
My husband gave me super nice wireless headphones for Christmas. We were sitting together on the sofa, trying out their different options. I put the headphones on and enabled the noise canceling feature. I asked him to speak and I couldn’t hear him. I said, “Well, I can hardly see…
Yeah It Will
Day after Christmas shopping is a tradition. I do enjoy it, but my pick-up tine was made earlier this year: 6 a.m. After many trips to the tequila punchbowl last night. Five cups of coffee, seven stores and one diner for breakfast in four hours. Amid the empty shelves, enough…
What A Bright Time, It’s The Right Time
Annual Christmas Eve breakfast with my oldest and dearest friend. A tradition.And the right time to be a kid again.Rudolf Pancakes. (Mimosas not shown in order to maintain childhood charade.)
I Interrupt This Holiday . . .
. . . for the comedian named Technology: Intention: To alert my husband it was very foggy this morning.Technology: Be careful. It’s fudgy out.Intention: To let a friend who wanted to call me know I was at breakfast with another friend.Technology: With Debbie at breasts. Technology: Thank you. Don’t forget to tip your blogger. My…
Inbox Full, Under The Tree Empty
Shopping online for gifts is a convenience, but to me, it is much more than that. It’s a way to reclaim some of my independence. Since jumping in my car, list in tow, is no longer an option, I can open the iPad and start browsing, price comparing and ordering….
I Can Imagine. And I Will.
I recently read the book Blind, written by Rachel Dewoskin. It’s a fictional account of 15-year-old Emma, who is blinded in a fireworks accident. Towards the end of her story, Emma talks about not liking when people say “I can’t imagine”. She questions, why can’t they imagine?I’ve given a lot…
Used To
I went Christmas shopping yesterday with my friend. We had such a great time. In between breakfast at a local diner and appetizers and cocktails at a favorite bar in late afternoon, I realized a few things. Before my vision loss, I used to love browsing in gift shops, book stores….
Christmasitis
My friends all have expressed that this year, they just can’t seem to get into the holiday spirit. I am in the same sleigh. It’s more than the stress and overwhelming feeling that usually accompanies the days leading up to December 25th. I realized the severity of my condition when…