It's funny how our interests change as we move through life. Some things we loved to do when we were younger no longer inspire us. For me that thing is sewing. I will do almost anything to avoid sewing. I used to sew every free moment I had. I dropped out of Home Economics and … Continue reading Winter Coats To Giant Elephants
When she is dormant, life is calmer. There is less dropping of things and breaking of things and running into things. Multitasking, always a challenge, is much easier. Instructions and processes get carried out correctly or almost correctly. But when that bitchy ditz makes an appearance, things can get crazy and my lack of focus … Continue reading When The Ditz Rears Her Unfocused Head
Travel is on my mind today. It is a day that freezing rain is in the forecast. A day that I am shut away in my office with two doors between me and the lower level. And a day that The Doc sits sans hearing aids to avoid all the noise. Since yesterday afternoon there … Continue reading Vicarious Travel
Both seasoned introverts, The Doc and I are drifting apart and spending more and more time in our individual messy adult playrooms, rooms that I have written about in a recent blog. We drift back together for some meals and to watch baseball games, only sharing minimal and stinted conversations. This is not a new … Continue reading Self-Prescribed Togetherness
Ok people don't go there. I am not referring to adult playrooms of the Fifty-Shades-of-Grey variety. If you follow my blog, you know that I am lacking a sex drive. I am referring to a room where an adult gets to leave his or her stuff laying around. Where they can make messes, work on … Continue reading Messy Adult Playrooms
Why? Because I am going to talk about sex. Specifically, I am going to talk about sex drive–or the lack of one. JT, if you don't want to read your mother's discussion on sex, exit now! I have never heard a discussion regarding female sex drives. Now days I can go online and get scores … Continue reading This May Make You Uncomfortable
Obsessing about aging has become a national pastime and not just for those who are middle aged. Twenty-somethings and thirty-somethings are just as obsessed as fifty-somethings. And all this hype can be traced back to marketing. The “Does she…or doesn’t she?” hair campaign in the sixties was written by Shirley Polykoff and targeted women suggesting … Continue reading Refusing To Obsess About Aging
Yes I said call me… as opposed to text me. Because if you really want to find out what is going on in my life, don’t rely on my dyslexic thumbs to provide you with that info. It will not happen. I am a QWERTY person. I love a real standard keyboard. One where I … Continue reading Don’t Be Afraid To Just Call Me
It’s a grey day, and as I drink my tea while watching the gold finches and chickadees flit to and from the bird feeder, I know I have no reason to feel the way I do. But the feeling is there, and I have struggled with it all week. The heavy, sad, bottom-of-the-well feeling that … Continue reading Trying To Pull Up My Socks
You may be a cartoon character if... ...You have been known to goofily send objects, often stemware, flying across the room with an over animated swish of your hand. ...You watch TV with Cruella de Vil hair while twisting and yanking your chin hairs and looking like an evil mastermind. ...You have two exclamation marks engraved between … Continue reading You May Be A Cartoon Character If…
There have been many hobbies in my life over the years. Several new ones since retirement. Several old ones dropped when they were no longer enjoyable. Like sewing, something I had done since I was a teenager, but something that had begun to feel like a chore. God I hate sewing. And then there is … Continue reading Hoping To Learn A New Trick
Last year around this time, I wrote a blog about discovering my addiction. It wasn't to wine or coffee or drugs or binge watching Netflix or even checking my blog stats. My addiction was, to my surprise, jigsaw puzzles. The reason I called it an addiction was because I would continue to work on them … Continue reading Addiction Update
Previously in the realm of after 60 bitchiness, The Bitch was on a tirade about technology and obsolescence. Specifically the fact that WordPress no longer communicated well with her computer and so she was trying to format blog posts on her iPad. Her laptop, which was dated, was still working fine and housed all her … Continue reading A Keyboard, A Mouse, And A Couple Of Puzzle Boxes
WordPress doesn't like my computer any more, and that kind of ticks me off. In actuality, it is probably my browser that it doesn't like, but that doesn't tick me off any less. It all started a couple of months ago when I logged in to WordPress and tried to create a new post. I … Continue reading Officially Obsolete
Once upon a time... (actually it was the winter of 2002) The Bitch received a phone call from a relative who complained and complained about the weather to the point that the bitch rolled her eyes and tried to preoccupy herself with other things while the relative continued to whine. She no sooner hung up … Continue reading A Winter Story Of A Winter Story
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