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Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Today You Can Call Me Miss Strawberry Sunshine



Yesterday while we were shopping, my son asked if we could buy some new shampoo. I told him to pick out what he wanted and to my surprise, he came back is a bottle of strawberry scented stuff. I don't really care if he wants to smell like strawberries. Honestly, it made me smile. I washed my hair with it last night, and even though it's not nearly as nice a quality is the stuff I usually use, I'm loving it today because it brings me back to a time when strawberry shampoo was one of the things that got me through a really rough point in my life.

Wednesday, October 2, 2019

Every Family Has Its Made-Up Words - What Are Yours?



Like any family, mine has our shared moments and memories built across years together.  There are plenty of inside jokes to go around, based on hilarious incidents built into the scrapbook of our lives together. Along with that come the words. The made-up words.

Friday, September 27, 2019

A Post In Which I Discuss Grave Matters



Having survived a near-death experience, my outlook on the whole facing-my-demise thing has altered. Hey, we're all dying. All of us, and every day a little more. I'm taking care of myself, but I'd like to think that when I drop-kick that proverbial bucket, I'll leave a few people laughing.  Just like these folks did. Check 'em out!


How thoughtful!




Monday, September 16, 2019

Trying A New Thing - One "Thing" At A Time



I have been really beating myself up lately over how little I've been able to accomplish.

And yes, I am still partially disabled due to my stroke eighteen months ago. And I just had surgery last Monday to correct something called Posterior Interosseous Nerve (PIN) Syndrome in my good hand that took me down to two fingers of usefulness. So it's perfectly understandable if my writing career is languishing a bit and my house is less than pristine.

There's just so much I really need to do, it's overwhelming.

Monday, August 26, 2019

People Who Talk On The Phone All The Time (Voluntarily) - Why?


I have never liked talking on the phone.

I did sometimes in high school, as this was the olden days before texting or social media and this is how we gossiped about classmates and vented about our parents and siblings. But now we live in a wonderful age of technology where people like me can go all day without having to speak to anyone.

I have coworkers who are still living in the 20th century, calling my desk or cell phone when they could have easily emailed, texted or messaged me on Skype. It's irritating. I'd much rather have a record of our conversation that I can refer back to, either to refresh my memory, establish a timeline, cover my ass, or be able to refer to in case someone else needs to be in the loop.

Wednesday, August 21, 2019

Mostly Wordless Wednesday: She Moves In Tomorrow



It's finally here
College move-in day
The final boxes are getting sealed
Last-minute "Oh crap, we forgot about that" lists are being revised
She's nervous--but it's a good nervous
I'm not nervous
Not one bit
She's got this
And I've got her
Whenever and wherever
This she knows
This she will always know
She's moving in
And moving on
It's all good


Monday, August 19, 2019

I Have A Hard Time Watching Reality Shows


I have a hard time watching reality shows.

Not all reality shows - but a good majority of them. And I think it's because I have an overload of empathy.

My daughter loves shows about troubled human beings. Shows about hoarders, and people who eat nail polish and plastic. Prison shows about people who've had terrible lives and made terrible choices. Things like that.

I can't do it.