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…
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…
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.)
. . . 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…
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 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…
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….
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…
Today while wrapping some gifts my husband has to take into work tomorrow, I cut a good chunk of my left hand thumb fingernail off with regular scissors. It was just the nail and no skin, thankfully, and the first scissor mishap I’ve had since the loss of my sight….
