“I hope that I live long enough to be cold in an air-conditioned restaurant.” — Sister Rain (aka Sweaty Betty)
Friendly As A Clam
In the 20 years that we have been close friends we had never gone on a trip together, but a weekend getaway remedied that. It was a chance for us to talk uninterrupted by the needs of husbands, children, feathered and furry kids, work and household management responsibilities. The two decades…
Reflection At The Intersection
When I walk near my home for exercise, I round the corner at a busy intersection. There are always cars stopped at the traffic light and the sidewalk is so close to the road that I could high-five a passenger if their window was down. I head for home after…
I Shouldn’t Have Had That Second Diet Coke
There’s full and then there’s leaving the restaurant, getting in the car, reaching down to unbutton and unzip your jeans so you can breathe, only to realize you are wearing pull-on, stretchy pants.
Change Of Place
As I sat for several hours waiting to see a doctor, I thought about how a place can change your life. You go in as one person and you leave as another. A line of demarcation that once crossed, you will not ever be the same again. This is never…
Hocus Focus
Our next-door neighbors had several parties last weekend and as I walked by an upstairs window, I could somewhat make out quite a few items strewn across their backyard lawn. I can’t see well enough to discern what it all was so I grabbed a pair of binoculars we keep…
Skinny Cheese
At one of the companies I worked at for a dozen years, there was a cafeteria with daily hot meals, soup, salad bar and made-to-order sandwiches. It’s been years since I thought of it but recently I remembered my favorite lunch there, a skinny cheese sandwich. It consisted of two…
What’s Your Authenticated Passion?
As documented on this site many times, I love me some American history. I am fortunate to live near Philadelphia and visited often as a child. It is where my grandparents lived their entire lives and my mom was born and raised there. The people and places that birthed this…
I See His True Colors
One of the things that can make me sad is the fact that I can’t see Piper’s beautiful colors. He is our peach-fronted conure, which is a type of parrot, and we adopted him from a rescue a mere three months before I woke up blind. I don’t really think…
Die Hard With A Logo
There are diehards and then there is my husband. He is a man of loyalty, conviction and commitment. And a girl’s just lucky to come in second.