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
No one wants to discuss after the end because that means acknowledging that there will be an end. And that means acknowledging one's mortality–the fact that we all must die. This has to be the most avoided conversation subject in history. People prefer not to think about, let alone, discuss this topic; but it is … Continue reading After the End
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
Have you noticed how expensive books are these days? As a person who always has a book on the go, I can’t help but be shocked to the point of wanting to scream multiple four-letter words at the top of my lungs whenever I see the price of books lately. Ok maybe the same four-letter … Continue reading Affordable Reads
The bitchy ditz has once again reared her unfocused head. It is as if her brain has gone on vacation. I have covered this topic before and admitted to a full range of ditzy moments in a blog written last April. If you are interested, you can read about that here. Focus is a big … Continue reading In Need Of A Car That Talks
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
I change my outfit three times. I'm not sure what to wear. Something slimming always because she is not one who held respect for women she calls "big girls." I don't know why I still worry about her opinion but I do. She once called my sister fat while fitting her wedding dress. I put … Continue reading Insecurities
And no he did not finally leave me. He has gone fishing with son number one, and I get three days to myself. He gets a river and a cabin, fish and mosquitoes. I get the whole bed, to not feel the need to plan meals, to eat when I feel like it and do … Continue reading My Husband is Gone Away. YAY!
I spent most of my life envying men. Whether it was my brothers, their friends, the men I worked with over the years, or my own husband and son. I envied their physical strength because, for many years, this wimp couldn't lift or move hardly anything. I envied the sense of entitlement that they didn't … Continue reading One Big Reason To Not Envy Men
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
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