When Mitch and I met, we talked about traveling across the country. This trip was conceived over 42 years ago. (Wo)man Makes Plans…
Dear Noa, Auenty Jess is different from others you have met. We hope you will see the Jess we cherish and find all that you and she have in common. Read on to learn about the beautiful aunt/niece bond.
Award Winning Chili Recipe – I’m a vegetarian and entered the contest, What’s the worst that can happen? read on for story and recipe!
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.
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”
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”
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”