Sometimes when I comb out my hair after washing it I notice that there is still some shampoo left in it. I have been washing my hair for over fifty years, so I’m wondering how this happens. I don’t rush through the rinsing process so what the heck is going…
When I watch TV, it looks black and white to me. If the people on-screen aren’t familiar, I have no way of knowing what their skin color is. My inability to see race has not been lost on me over the past few years. I don’t have the answers to the…
When I was in my 20s and a healthcare professional would ask about my use of alcohol and its frequency, there was always an internal debate about whether or not to tell the truth. During my 30s and 40s it was easy and immediate to reply, “Yes. Occasionally. Currently in…
I’m one of those people who really takes good care of things and as a result they last a long time. I remember my mom saying this about me to others, how toys I outgrew looked like new even after countless hours of play. Last week I unpacked my hiking…
While texting the word “urine” this week, multiple times, auto-correct would always change it to “Heineken”. I knew that beer turns into pee but not the other way around. As for my reference to numerous texts regarding Heineken, I mean urine, with no explanation, consider it my homage to this month’s return…
Taking more than a week off from blogging due to an onslaught of life’s insanity, I struggled a bit with how to return. Things have happened over the last few weeks that I’m not quite ready to talk about, or joke about. And then I saw this quote this morning…
Each year December 26th greets me as if I was partying like it’s 2099 (I wasn’t) or the morning after a really bad blind date.
Do you remember when the shirt box was a big part of gift-giving? It was used for actual tops – velour anyone? – and bottoms too. If an item fit in a 14″ x 9″ -ish cardboard container it was going in. It would be lovingly placed in its packaging, cocooned in tissue…
I love giving and unequivocally believe that it trumps (poor innocent word now forever gives pause before use) receiving. And to take it one step further, finding presents for my friends takes the fruitcake. And then in the midst of coffee at the diner and tissue and wrapping paper, bows and gift…
