We are on day 271 since the first reported case of Covid-19 in the US. Becky, a Registered Nurse, shares her story and lessons learned after contracting Covid-19.
We have not been to many parties or gatherings since March 2020. Do we go? Confession from the Outsider about Attending a Party During Covid
A Beautiful Greeting to Rosh Hashana at at Drive-In Theater!
Does Everyone have their own Covid-19 Rules? 7-months gives me time to reflect on our the new normal rules. https://vickierubin.com/blog/
So, how did we do? Why not conduct an exit interview when your adult offspring move out of the house. The intention is not for us to do a better job with our future children , but to get a fair assessment (can this really be fair and honest?) of how we did as parents.
I am from Long Island, and camping was never in my vernacular. If there was ONE big reason why I didn’t want to join my husband Mitch on this retirement odyssey, it was the lack of facilities
I was in the camping world less than ten hours and already had camper envy!
My Mom was a big fan of my writing and said, “you should write a book. But I was too busy to write a book. I had a full-time job, three kids, and three dogs at home. Jessica, as documented in many blogs, needed help with every daily life skill.
6 Reasons to buy a camper! Mitch and I unknowingly were trendsetters before COVID-19. We bought a pop-up camper back in January prior to the Pandameic. POST-COVID- or MID- COVID, I am more than looking forward and prefer to use the camper and avoid hotels.
It has been 160 days since normalcy. We worry if Jess is losing skills while she is distancing at home. Still, we experienced 3 Great Moments.
Complicated Covid Conversations are hurting my brain!
Noa’s planned delivery date was my birthday! This was not an ordinary delivery and we knew the potential complications and risks.
Our youngest daughter Carly has a blood clotting disorder called von Willebrand Disease (vW). Giving birth can be extremely dangerous if not monitored correctly. This is the courageous story of Carly giving birth to her first child.
We have a family of dysfunctional birds by our front door. Our home has a 20-25-foot covered entry, which includes a window over the front door. One day I looked up and noticed a sophisticated nest attached to the wall. I say “sophisticated” because it is not on a ledge, not on a limb, notContinue reading “BYE BYE BIRDIES”
One of my first blogs “A Bad Hair Day has a New Definition” was about NOT coloring my hair during the Pandemic. Now that three months have passed, I thought I would give an update. I cried “Uncle”! I gave up! Vanity overcame Virus! I went to the salon. We are in New York StateContinue reading “No Longer 50 Shades of Grey”
I am not sure why Mitch resisted hearing aids. Those closest to him have encouraged Mitch to consider purchasing this much needed support. A typical conversation between Mitch and me would go something like this: “Mitch, did you hear what is going on in Erie County today?” Followed by, “Mitch, did you hear me?” Mitch’sContinue reading “Why Mitch’s New Hearing Aids Cured My Mumbling!”
Today was our first-time seeing Jessica after 54 days–I was not sure how this was going to play out. Jess enjoys facetiming with us, but I was concerned that she would not understand why we were unable to touch her even though we were visibly in front of her. My husband, Mitch, insisted that weContinue reading “Finally Seeing Our Daughter Jessica After 54 Days Apart”
My Mom passed away on February 6, 2020 before we “knew” about the impending Pandemic. We were able to say Good-bye to Mom in a traditional way, surrounded by friends and family in comparison to how people are mourning during social distancing. This is my first Mother’s Day without a Mom. Mom was honest, generous,Continue reading “My First Mother’s Day Without a Mom”
As the meme says, as long as everyone does it my way, I’m totally flexible… Mitch brought in a sub the other day and I said, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT SUB? YOU ARE HOLDING IT NEXT TO YOUR PHONE WHICH IS GOING NEXT TO YOUR FACE AND NOW YOU JUST PUT THE DIRTYContinue reading “I ‘m Not Really a Control Freak BUT Can I Show You How to Do That My Way?”
Our eldest daughter, Jessica, has a rare chromosome abnormality, uses a wheelchair, and needs total assistance with all daily life skills. Jess was born in 1982 and within the year we knew that there were many developmental issues. Jess just turned 38 years old and is a joy to all who know her and loveContinue reading “Connecting with Others: Our Daughter Jessica Started My Path to Writing and Receiving”
Back in 70’s when Mitch and I started dating, he drew a picture of me. His photo was pretty good, I was impressed. The details were there, hair and face looked familiar and perspective was good. BUT, then I looked down at the hands and he drew reptiles! Yes, I still married him four yearsContinue reading “Have you Looked at Your Hands Recently?”
My father is 89 and has played bridge for many years. He has a group of four men and he is the youngster in the group. The senior member is 97. Bridge and social distancing are problematic because you must sit relatively close to each other, touch each other’s cards and breathe the same air.Continue reading “Men Vs Machines: My Dad and His 90+ Year Old Friends Learning Virtual Bridge in the Age of Social Distancing”
I used to be embarrassed about my purse buying. Kind of like going to a support group and saying “Hi, my name is Vickie…and I just bought another designer purse.” Recently, my passion for shopping has taken a new direction. My husband Mitch and I have been isolating in a rural county of NewContinue reading ““Hello, My Name is Vickie and I Just Bought a Pulse-Ox Finger Thingy””
In 2005 my husband, Mitch, created a Laugh Meter to determine humor reactions; it’s based on a scale of 0.5-10. .” It took Mitch over 2 years of observation to finalize the rankings. When mitch doesn’t get my jokes I typically say, “you have no sense of humor.” He’s just not “laugh out loud” funny.Continue reading “What’s So Funny? Laugh Meter”
As a kid, I had pneumonia several times. It was during the 1960’s and the pediatrician made house calls. House calls didn’t mean a phone call, it was literally the doctor coming to our house. The pediatrician, with his little black bag, would arrive and provide medical services and check-ups as my nervous mother paced the room.Continue reading “2020 Vision of CHANGE as Told by Self-described Germaphobe”