Christmas is a time when children look for Santa Claus to bring them gifts of toys and bicycles and techie stuff.
Adults get into it, too. With all the commercials on television with yuppies giving themselves Lexi (that is the plural of Lexus, right?), Mercedes(es), or whatever the pricey ride du jour may be, my spouse and I look at each other and …
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These days before Christmas are among my favorites because…
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My staff and folks I work with are quickly realizing that I will be “departing the pattern” as of…
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Followers of this blog know that I have a cadre of people I call my “senior pals,” or LOLITS (little old ladies in Tennis Shoes.) I have 16 “regulars” who live near me and for whom I look after in various ways.
Mostly, I take them grocery shopping two or three times each month. Occasionally, I will do some home fix-it jobs to enable them to live safely in the home where they live. I also may, as time permits, take them to medical appointments if they are unable to drive themselves.
I also have one senior who my Spouse and I look after — the Spouse’s mother — who is not a joy, unfortunately. The comparisons and contrasts are stark.
I try…
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I attended a regular monthly meeting of my motorcycle club last night. I arrived about ten minutes early, and was speaking with friends and fellow safe riders before the meeting.
My friends looked at me up-and-down, and several asked,
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This is the season for parties… holidays and family events (birthdays, anniversaries, etc.) I am still mustering the spirit, which is difficult for me personally what with the National Embarrassment of the DIC and with my own spouse’s ongoing battle with what seems to be flares of illness that probably will haunt him for the rest of his life. (Oh well, at least we can celebrate a little bit that there will not be a homophobic right-wing extremist hypocrite in the U.S. Senate).
As sociable as I appear to be, I am really not…
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Last week, The Spouse was not feeling well. He was not sick, he just was not feeling well. Then it got worse…
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I received a thoughtful email from some who said that he is a long-time reader of this blog, but from whom I have not heard from before. He lives near the area about which I recently posted, noting that the downsizing of these monuments is, in his opinion as it is mine, a travesty.
But what this writer said in the second paragraph of his message was intriguing to me, and in my opinion, spot-on with how I feel about …
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I am so angry with what the National Embarrassment (aka “DIC” — Destroyer-In-Chief) has done, that in order to avoid going into another deep depression, I have…
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It is hard for me to believe, but just four months ago, my buddy “S” and I were on the most crazy-awesome motorcycle adventure in Utah. Friday, 28 July, was when we rode 321 miles through the Bears Ears National Monument and the Grand Staircase Escalante National Monument land areas of Utah. S recently sent me a shirt (shown here) as a thank-you for our fun times. (Thank YOU, S, for going with me and your safe and sane riding!)
Back to the ride 28 July segment of our ride… we rode in a monsoon for half of it … but nonetheless, a highly…
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