Tag Archives: life
Laundry
Laundry—right? If you’re sick—there’s laundry. If you’re sad—there’s laundry. If you’re broke –there’s laundry. If you’re happy—there’s laundry. If you were to win an Oscar, or a Tony, or an Emmy—There would be laundry. If you were to win the … Continue reading
Saving Soap
No, this isn’t a “hack” on how to rescue or conserve soap. I’m finally coming clean. I love soap. I collect soap like some people collect sea shells or dolls. Full disclosure, I also have a small doll collection and … Continue reading
A Pet Peeve
We all have little things that annoy us. My pet peeve –well, ONE of them, is when I receive a birthday card or other greeting card from an insurance office, doctor’s office, hospital or any entity with which I don’t … Continue reading
Covid is Over?
When I was at a new doctor’s office a few days ago, I mentioned to the nurse that I had a very severe case of COVID-19 at the beginning of the Pandemic in 2020. She smiled at me and said, … Continue reading
Worth a Second Look
As I was walking my beloved dog, Sparkle, tonight along our favorite route, I remembered that I had written a blog post about this particular walk a while ago. Once again, being immersed in the natural beauty spoke to me … Continue reading
Summer Day Camp
My sister Susan and I were in demand as babysitters when we were young teens. Having many younger siblings made us popular choices to care for other people’s children. Of course, we were well paid—a whole 50 cents per hour … Continue reading
Confessions of a Reluctant Dog Mom
When I think about how happy I am to have my delightful dog Sparkle in my life, I am amazed. For a long time, I resisted having a dog. First of all, I am actually allergic to dogs, and I … Continue reading
What’s It All About, Covid?
What’s it all about… Why do we slog through challenges, hoping to survive, no matter what the cost? I’ve wondered this many times since my epic struggle with Covid-19. A struggle that tried to rob me of so much—my autonomy, … Continue reading
The Lonely Hearts Club
I was a charter member of the Lonely Hearts Cub throughout my high school years. I wasn’t one of the cool kids who dated and fell in love—or even seemed to garner any interest from the opposite sex. I … Continue reading