Things that rile me up and make me bitchy.
Who decided that seniors like to get up early? It seems to be the general consensus on the subject of senior sleep habits. I will admit that a whole lot of them do. My mother used to love to call me and tell me all she accomplished before 9:AM; and all I wanted to do … Continue reading Those Damn Dings
I have to admit that I have been rude, and in this case rude with purpose. Sometimes it just has to happen. I didn't say anything rude. As a matter of fact I did the exact opposite. I said nothing. Last year this time I shared a blog entitled This Should Never Have Happened, where I … Continue reading Ignorance Is Bliss
This was at least (at least) five years ago. Before we learned that my husband was following in his father's footsteps and would be diagnosed with Alzheimer's. Things just started happening, and one of these things was that my husband no longer put the toilet seat down after using the bathroom. This may not seem … Continue reading It All Started With The Toilet Seat
He has over three years to figure out how. Let’s hope there are enough concerned people to stop him. For all our sakes.
It’s been a week since this incident occurred and I am still upset and angry about it. I expect I will be for some time to come. I have thought long and hard about whether to write this blog and finally decided to proceed since blogging is therapy for me. Right now I am in … Continue reading This Should Never Have Happened
It's been a while since I published a pissed-off post. The last one was sometime in July. This bitch's life has been very busy but not very bitchy lately. But, consider it a big but, there are a couple of things that have irked me in recent weeks that are worth noting. The first one … Continue reading The Pissed-Off Post
Is that possible? It certainly feels like it is possible. Is it one of those allergies that develops over time, after a long exposure? After all, I have been having to cook for what seems like forever. Since about 1969 after I turned twelve and my working mother could no longer find someone to do … Continue reading I Think I Am Allergic To My Kitchen
Just to be clear, my dad passed away over twenty-five years ago. He had been my dad since I was two years old. He was loved and missed and was gone too soon, leaving a big empty space that was impossible to fill. However, the man they called my father only passed away a few … Continue reading The Man They Call My Father
The doorbell rang when The Doc and Bitch were downstairs in the family room, both reclined with their feet up, intent on watching the baseball game. It was the ninth inning and their beloved Blue Jays were losing. As loyal fans, they were hoping for a ninth-inning rally. It was early evening and it was … Continue reading What Happened To Warm And Fuzzy Fundraising?
So Earth Day was April 22, which was yesterday at time of writing. I honestly believe that the majority of people on earth didn't know or care that this was happening, even though it has been happening since 1970 when it was considered the birth of the modern environmental movement. 1970. Fifty-three years ago. And … Continue reading Will We Ever Learn
I just don't understand boredom. Even retired, I don't seem to have enough hours in my day. I am never, and have never been, bored. As far as I am concerned boredom is a choice. As I child, I was the kid who knew how to entertain myself. Though I usually had a single good … Continue reading Don’t Ever Tell Me You’re Bored
It had been rather calm in the bitch's life as of late. Some people may even call it boring, although this bitch is never bored. Personally, she considered herself very content because her house was back to normal after a year of insurance claims and repairs. She didn't mind that this calm state didn't produce … Continue reading Just When She Thought The Bitchiness Was Waning
Photo by Jude Beck on Unsplash It's February. The month when couples have fourteen days to try to find the perfect way to express their undying love for each other. I guarantee most people will still be figuring it out on the 13th. If nothing else, they will buy a card. Who's idea was all … Continue reading Skip The Card… Buy The Wine
...Just saying. When I first moved in with The Doc, his sons, ages 6 and 8, played hockey. A lot of hockey. Enough hockey to literally take up one day or another of every winter and spring weekend of their lives. They were pretty good at it and eventually went on to play on select and … Continue reading Not All Canadians Are Obsessed With Hockey
We've all heard or read the quote, "Live this day as if it's your last." None of us know exactly where or when we first heard or read it. Nor do we know who originated it. I figure it was created by some self-appointed sage who now creates memes for Facebook with the constant goal … Continue reading That Last Day
Still Bitchy After 60 Blog 