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Yeah, I guess

Some of the following is paraphrased. Me (going through mail, hands letter addressed to husband): Here, something from the physical therapy people for you. H (after reading letter):  They don’t have my secondary insurance listed and are informing me they will bill me directly for the balance of my treatment. […]

The Boss of Everything

Youngest grandson, seven, called me this afternoon and wanted to know would I come pick him up “now or later, whichever is best for you” and take him to Game Stop to buy a Skylanders figure (pricy video game paraphernalia,  don’t ask). Seems his older brother was invited to a […]

Am I still here?

Well hell. It looks like it. In that case, might as well try a new look for the blog so you won’t notice that I haven’t written anything in a month. The Two Things page may not get updated anytime soon because now that a walking mental disorder and his […]

Words and pictures

My blogging buddy and friend over at BrainPickles ended a recent email to me with this favorite: ‘When you wake up in the morning, Pooh,’ said Piglet at last,  ‘what’s the first thing you say to yourself?’ ‘What’s for breakfast?’ said Pooh. ‘What do you say, Piglet?’ ‘I say, I wonder what’s […]

Dancing

This post has nothing to do with anything, just a particularly sweet memory that surfaced today. And since I got nothin’ else you want to hear about  —  unless you want to hear about the setbacks and side effects of cancer (and I assure you, it’s always something gross or […]

Promise

in spring in an open field barefoot in the diamond dew of morning we walk, our fingers locked your little hand, mine bigger silently, suddenly (what joan didion calls ‘the ordinary instant’) a narrow stream of water appears between us you on one side now me on the other bread […]

And now you are six…

Happy Birthday, my delightful little soul, so full of questions and wonder. When I was One, I had just begun. When I was Two, I was nearly new. When I was Three I was hardly me. When I was Four, I was not much more. When I was Five, I […]