This is an empty bread bag and the little green tail you see at the top left off the picture belongs to my bird. Although I can’t see them now, prior to my vision loss I saw enough warnings about the dangers of plastic bags on children’s heads and suffocation…
2016: The Yearr Of More Sweet, Less Bitter
Happy New Year! My wish, my hope, my dream is always the restoration of my full sight. But that is not something I can make happen, that’s in the hands of medical professionals, scientists and maybe technology too. So I can’t consider it a resolution. Yes, the “R” Word, thrown…
Old And Eyes
Twenty-seven years ago tonight I was single and in Times Square with a girlfriend, drinking a beer in a paper bag that we got at Howard Johnson. And I could see the enormous crowd and the insanely bright and colorful lights of the famous locale. A Bucket List moment long…
“That’s Just My Silly Little Blog, Detective”
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…
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….
