We do get a lot of things right in this land of the free but, my goodness, it is not healthcare.
Category: Thoughts on Aging
A Recipe for Memories
For me, it is not the food but the hug that I will miss the most. Walt towered over me so when greeted, it was enveloping, instantly muffling my ears so that I could barely hear him ask, “How have you been?” I’ve been alright, Chef, but I sure wish I’d had a chance to see you one last time.
Public Meltdown (thank you, Drew)
God bless you, Drew Barrymore. You always were a Firestarter.
My Father. Oh, How He Has Risen.
It’s an interesting view, as a child, to witness the decline of one parent and the subsequent rise of the other as a need for caretaking develops.
When the Holidays look Different
As Rich had his arm halfway up the business end of a turkey this morning, he took a pause, shook his head and said “what am I doing?” Being the ever present person available to offer ways to do things better, I jumped in with a quick what’s wrong? while googling How to Turkey. … Continue reading When the Holidays look Different
ImPodsible
We’ve got a Facebook group in our town called “Buy Nothing.” It’s pretty cool as it serves as a Hey! I’m cleaning out my garage/closet/living room/etc swap bank in which one can post items that are no longer needed or wanted and then, in theory, someone will play one man’s trash and come pick it … Continue reading ImPodsible
Dr. Diet Plan
I know I’ve written about this at least once before, but it happened to me again yesterday, so going to rage write it again in ALL CAPS FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK IF THE ROOM. Not really. The people who need to hear this are likely not in the room. So, people in the … Continue reading Dr. Diet Plan
Mudgirl
Places I don’t belong, by Jyl: At the scene of an accident if there is a need for assistance. Escape Rooms, if my input is critical to finishing before the buzzer. The snake house at the zoo. Or anywhere actually. Or, really, in visual range of any reptiles at all as demonstrated by the many … Continue reading Mudgirl
The Floodgates to Fifty.
Trigger warning: By "floodgates," I mean butthole. This is the story of my official welcome party to the over fifty set... Why write about something so personal? Because if you are over fifty, you should also be doing this. Do not be one of the many caught down the road with a scare or a … Continue reading The Floodgates to Fifty.
The Puzzle of Turning 50
This is probably the first time in I can't remember how long that I did not have a blog in the works at least five days before my normal post-time of Monday evenings. I have to say, it didn't feel great! Or, maybe, it shouldn't feel great. Right? I've been super 'on time' with my … Continue reading The Puzzle of Turning 50