“Backup” has become such a part of our world that we take it for granted. I first learned in 1988 the importance of backing up during a stressful marketing budget planning crunch at work, aided by my first computer, a Leading Edge. Thirty years later you would think it would…

Last week was an especially trying week with the only thing going right was that everything went wrong. Even the weekend was plagued by incidents. This morning, feeling heavy-hearted and stomach-sick over the disappearance of this blog last week as a result of an update, I got dressed. As I…

I go by our local hospital often and I always make sure I look towards it and think about the people inside. I was born in this hospital, have had several surgeries in its operating rooms, visited the emergency room for several minerare (minor to moderate) something-suddenly-came-ups. But is has…

I asked my husband for a plug adapter for the space heater I sometimes use in the bathroom and requested that he put it on my iPad which was charging on the dining room table. Hours later, I looked for the adapter on the table but it wasn’t there. Neither…

I have always capitalized the names of my contacts when entering them into my phone, starting with my first device back in the mid 90s. This has served me well since my vision loss when bigger and bolder is better for me to see with, my dear. But any time I…

I recently dreamt that I was throwing out the first pitch at a Major League Baseball game. And I was scared to death. Although I had impaired vision and couldn’t see the catcher, that wasn’t what terrified me. The fact that I had no idea what I was doing and…

“If my younger tomboy self, playing in the empty neighborhood lot with her friends, knew that forty-five years later she would be paying over $100 to have hot stones rubbed on her, she would have told the biggest kid in the group to throw stones at her.” — Sister Rain

My husband and I took our nephew to drive go carts at an indoor track. It was the younger of the two’s first time and he did great, beating his uncle’s time and leaving him in his dust twice. I LOVED to drive before my vision went on a one-way trip…

Do you have an old address book lying around somewhere? Perhaps it’s with your landline telephone, kept only because it’s cheaper to bundle it with your internet and TV cable than to do away with it, even though you never use it. I had to dust off my relic “Contacts”…

Trying to beat the impending snow, I headed out for my daily walk earlier than usual, as cars and school busses made their own morning treks. Bundled up like the Unabomber, constantly blowing my ever-running nose, eyes trained down on a sidewalk I can barely see, I found myself at…