Category Archives: Getting Old
That “Certain” Age
Last week I was informed by my doctor that I had reached that certain age when parts of my body are beginning to shrink! I have to admit, my first thoughts went to trimmer thighs, smaller hips, and a flatter … Continue reading
I Am Not 600 Years Old…
I only look that way sometimes. Okay, a few weeks ago I announced, “Well, I’m 60 Now” and I am. However, towards the bottom of that post I said, “And so began my grand entrance into my 60th decade.” Oops. I … Continue reading
Caring is Sharing
The Great Depression in the United States began in October of 1929 and, essentially, lasted until we entered World War II in December of 1941. My Dad and his two brothers were born in the middle of the Great Depression, … Continue reading
Washington, D.C., My Hubby and Me
Washington, D.C., our nation’s capitol. It was carved from the states of Virginia and Maryland in 1790. Not part of any state, it is a federal district and a territory of its own. It covers 68 square miles and is … Continue reading
“If You Can’t Make it Better…
Last week began as most weeks this summer, with visits to the “Ologists” for one or both of my parents. Normally, appointments are not that much of an issue, but this summer has been more than a little bit eventful … Continue reading
You Want A What?
For the most part, my Mom and I have never had a problem communicating. But, every once in awhile I sense a generation gap. I’m not sure how, she’s only 18 years older than I am, but it does come … Continue reading
Life is Better With Friends
I’m not sure where that quote came from but, it’s true. Through the years, and let’s face it there have been many of them, Cliff and I have been blessed with many, many, wonderful friends. Friends that we’ve laughed with … Continue reading
How Do I Love My Body…
Let me count the ways… Once you hit 50, I think those ways are hard to think of, let alone count. The tendency, for some or most women anyway, is to look at ourselves and wonder what happened. I have recently … Continue reading
The Other Sister
I think every family has that one child who is ‘different’ from the others. I believe this is, to some degree, determined by a little something I like to refer to as, ‘The Mommy’s Curse.” You know the one. It’s … Continue reading
