My husband and I are opposites in every way. We don’t even hang our bath towels up the same way. I have never been diagnosed, but I do have some OCD tendencies. And although I don’t rehang his towel, every day I adjust it on the bar so it dries…
Cock-A-Doodle-Ding-A-Ling
The last two mornings I have been woken up by my bird (to be clear – not my husband’s bird) by bell ringing coming through the baby monitor. Yes, I said baby monitor. Our last bird was prone to night frights and . . . Crazy. Bird. People. Guilty as…
A Palooza Of The Parrot Kind
Said in my best Dorothy Gale voice, “We’re not in Dog and Cat World anymore!”. This weekend my husband and I attended Parrot Palooza 2015 at Bird Paradise in Burlington, New Jersey. It was our fourth year there and it didn’t disappoint. Vendors exhibited and offered food samples, toys were marked down and …
Consider The Source
Because I blame my vision loss for ruining my life (I was going to put LOL here but the fact is I’m not kidding), I tend to hold it responsible when anything goes wrong. Even if it’s not the cause. Recently my friend was picking me up after an appointment….
Nuts About My Bird
Yesterday, while he was eating an almond, Piper, my conure, became startled and flew onto my head. This happens from time to time, but yesterday he had held on to the almond while in flight and as he stuck the landing. Once perched atop my noggin, he returned to munching…
Pursenal Irony
While switching over to a new purse, all of my everyday, personal items from my old pocketbook (a word which requires Grace Kelly gloves, a fashion-forward hat and, well, Grace Kelly) laid out before me. Looking at the pile, I realized something — not one of these I-must-carry-with-me-at-all-times-even-though-the-bag-is-so-heavy-I-need-a-chiropractor things would…
My Champion’s Heart
Two years ago today, my husband, 46 at the time, was diagnosed with Congestive Heart Failure. The cause? A virus. The effect? Our already shaken world was rocked once again, violently. Only eleven months before, I had lost my vision. My mom had passed away fifteen months prior. That was…
You Gotta Love The Ole Gal
Today we took our air conditioning window units out, as fall temperatures are officially here. Ironically, I was sweating while doing this. Mother Nature. She’s a hoot.