I go for a bike ride at the St. Marks National Wildlife Refuge. But, first, an update. Many thanks to everyone who offered kind, loving words to my last post. I’m doing well because of you. I’m doing well because the cold/heat therapy has really helped my arm/shoulder/neck (I guess […]
I usually go walking and that helps to a point. I am still grieving for Maxine. I guess that’s no surprise, but I didn’t expect to fall into a depression, one that I’m still trying to climb my way out of. Although it’s not fair to use my husband as […]
Another year begins and not a moment too soon. I say “Good Riddance” to 2021. Yet another year of angst amongst preventable and unpreventable tragedy. I don’t have great hope for 2022 being a better year. I’m just hoping it won’t be worse. I’ll be doing my part to stay […]
You know I had to read my last post to see where I left off. Lol. Apologies for my absence from the blogosphere, not so much for not writing as for not reading. Whoa, I am so behind that I might not bother to try and catch up. Update on […]
Earlier this week my brother-in-law called to give me an update on his wife, my sister. (If you’re reading my blog for the first time, here’s links to my two earlier posts about her: Waiting, but not for Godot and Waiting for Good News Sometimes Pays Off.) He had just […]
In my last post, I shared that my husband was going to have outpatient back surgery. I never thought “outpatient” and “back surgery” would go together, but they do. Greg’s surgery was successful. “No surprises,” according to the neurosurgeon. We were at the surgery center from 7:30 am to 6 […]
You know the day goes by pretty fast when I affix myself in front of my computer. I was going to wax all poetic about the flowers I’ve been photographing lately, but, my, it’s late in my day. Pretty soon the four amigos will start checking in on us as […]
Getting close to that time when our cats will have to work for their food.
The “R” bomb meaning retirement, resignation. Gee, those words really sound kind of depressing, like I’m resigning myself to retiring into oblivion. But that’s not how I see it. I might retreat further into my bubble when I retire, but my bubble needs some serious attention. I read recently that […]
I love the number thirteen. That and the fact that I got an extra hour’s sleep this weekend made me feel quite chippy on Sunday. Monday (today) starts week #13 in my countdown, so for once I actually looked forward to Monday. To a point anyway. This will no doubt […]
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