Someone asked me yesterday what my super power would be. Without hesitation I said, “sight”. X-ray vision? 20/20 will do NICELY. Ability to fly? Driving a car again is the only method of transport I need. Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound? Being able to see the depth of a…
It Sure Beats The Alternative
Last Christmas my husband gave me wireless Beats headphones. When I lost my ability to read, I started listening to a lot of talk radio to fill the immense void left behind when reading books was no longer possible, Also, not so much anymore, but in the early days of…
“Hey, Siri. Define ‘humanity’.”
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…
Olympic R-ambl-INGS
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…
It’s Easy Being Green But Hard Getting Old
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…
Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!
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…
Does This Strike You As Odd?
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?
Who Gives This Woman To Be Married? Her Father And I Do
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…
