If this is a blog, and this is America so everything is debatable, but let’s go with the assumption that it is, its pre-production is a bog. I’m going to give you a few minutes here because I am sure that the fact that anything at all happens before I…
You know you’re Type A when you do your physical therapy exercises for your knee at the grocery store. *************************** While loking for a funny picture to include in this post I stumbled upon this website, squeezeitin.com. No joke, Raindrops!
Sometimes I feel so very different amongst my family and friends and when I’m out in the world having a meal or shopping. I don’t know anyone with reduced vision such as mine or anyone with a disability (to which I add “thankfully”). Everyone else around me can see and…
I am thinking of changing my name to Sister Humidity, at least for the summer months. It is hot and gross and the significant impact on my life is what has led me to the decision to adjust my moniker accordingly. Since I’m so busy melting, I won’t be changing…
We are in the heart of summer, the humidity close to 100%. We are in the throes of shorts, flip-flops and little league baseball. We are missing Olivia Pope and Sheldon Cooper. And then, out of nowhere, my husband provides two statistics about training camp and opening day. I sort of…
Oprah once said that pooping is the great equalizer. “Everybody poops”, she proclaimed. I don’t agree with everything that comes out of Oprah’s mouth, but I do think she nailed it in regard to what emerges from our other end. I have told myself this when I’ve felt intimidated by someone which, thankfully,…
I began wearing glasses for nearsightedness in junior high and progressed to contacts in my early 20s. Since my vision loss, I don’t use any type of lenses because there is no prescription that will help me see better. I do wear special non-prescription blue-tinted sunglasses when out in the sun….
My mom-in-law’s birthday is this month and over the weekend I mentioned to my husband that I have a gift idea for the occasion. We got sidetracked and never finished the conversation. Then yesterday, the following text discussion occurred: My husband: So what was your idea for Mom? Me: I don’t…
If anyone is entitled to the morning after, it’s this guy: Hope you celebrated this amazing country’s birthday as hard as he did.
