I just read in a magazine letter to the editor that life throws you curves and that it’s how we persevere that makes it all worth it. It really ticked me off. The perseverance makes what worth it? And what curve has been thrown at this letter-writer? My guess is…
Looking Good . . . Or Not
People keep telling me I don’t look 50. If they are being kind, I would like them to stop. I can’t really see what I look like. I haven’t for two years. Should I be so fortunate to fully regain my sight and get a good look at myself, it…
The Ultimate Welcome Wagon
My mom passed away three years ago. To say we were close is a major understatement. We talked several times a day and were always doing things together. I miss her every day. Her mother, who we called Nana, passed away 15 years before my mom. Nana and my mom…
Dear Weather Channel:
Dear Weather Channel: I am not a meteorologist nor do I play one on TV. I have, however, been an eye-witness to a weather phenomenon over a twenty-year period. Feel free to rename the event, but we call it THT (Thunderstorm Humidity Tuesday). The cause of THT? My weekday-warrior husband…
-0 To 80
A mere two months ago our temperatures in southeastern Pennsylvania were “how low can you go?” brrrrrrrrrrrrr. Today at noon we were at 81 degrees F. There are many reasons why out-of-the-shoveling-and-into-the-sweating is wrong. None more glaring (wait for it) than this: winter white legs! Even with my vision challenges,…
A Good Hair Day
My closest friends are all very different women from each other. A universal creed, however, is shared by all: NEVER MISS A HAIR APPOINTMENT The Postal Service has nothing on us. We will go to our appointments when we are sick wearing a dust mask as to not infect anyone…
Just Like Riding A Blog
Almost three years to the day of my last post, I return to blogging. So much has happened during my time away, I didn’t know where to begin. It turns out the biggest hurdle is not my visual impairment but remembering a sign-on and password which have been dormant all…
I May Never Leave . . . They Might Not Let Me
Today I was given a horrible project in a different area of the company I’m temping at. After much chaos and much deliberation about where I should sit to do this heinous act, I was given a location. The psychology department.
