At the Apple Store today I was introduced to the tech who would assist me. I’m going to be honest, SisterRain.net’s promise to you, and tell you that at first glance I was disappointed. My specialist, let’s call her Steph as an homage to Steve Jobs, was older than all…
The commentators were talking about an athlete who had competed in a previous Olympics and at the time this particular diver was 16 and weighed 70 lbs. I remarked to my husband that my one thigh weighs 70 lbs. at which he responded by performing a medal round coughing fit…
On the evenings before trash pickup day, you can tell who are the party animals on our street by the clinking of beer bottles in their recycling containers as they are taken to the curb. You may not know the brand but you know which of the neighbors had a…
As children we are taught that if we have nothing nice to say we should say nothing at all. What I wasn’t told, because blogs didn’t exist when I was a kids, is that if you don’t have anything at all to say then don’t have a blog. On a…
We took our nephew to Cooperstown, New York last week. It is a town that is everything baseball, baseball and more baseball, everywhere. Then why, in our really nice hotel, was this on the bathroom counter?
I have been away on vacation, the pace of which allowed for no time or brain space for blogging. I am back home, feeling unsettled on how to return to SisterRain.net. Do I begin with the oppressive heat here in Pennsylvania? Tales from the trip? The reunion with my beloved…
Working to tidy up our spare bedrooms, I found myself uncovering relics from a previous era of my life. Suitcases that were put into action every month, a laptop wheelie bag that accompanied me to the office and the plane, business clothing, crafts and other projects from before my vision…
While out running errands this morning I kept thinking that when I get home I needed to put WD-40 on a cut on my finger. Yes, you read me right. WD-40. I would correct myself but I continued to think WD-40 in my head instead of Neosporene. It’s hard not to…
