The Kids of 1959

"1959." Does that year ring your bell? Are you celebrating the Big 6-0 this year? I turn 60 in November. Snuggle Bunny turns 65 a few days later. It's kind of hard to believe. Feels a bit like we're entering The Twilight Zone. Especially since my mom never made it this far down the road … Continue reading The Kids of 1959

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Getting in ‘The Zone’

In the last post we talked about finding a blogging voice and saying something unique. It’s tougher than it sounds. Style is another challenging element of blogging. (Especially like people like me who major in “warped sense of humor.” Don’t say I didn’t warn you.) I like to write numerous posts all at once, when … Continue reading Getting in ‘The Zone’

A Journey With John-Boy

When it comes to a blogging voice, some people recommend writing Your Story. Great advice. If you have a Story. Preferably a really, really compelling one involving some sort of major life drama. And that’s kind of a problem. Because I don’t really have any major life drama. No battles with a deadly disease or … Continue reading A Journey With John-Boy

How to Say ‘I Love You’

Ladies, what does your “ideal” Valentine’s Day look like? A romantic candlelight dinner? A fine bouquet of roses and a box of Ghirardelli’s? A quiet walk on the beach at sunset (if you live some place warm)? It’s easy to get our expectations up around February 14. Used to be, a card and a box … Continue reading How to Say ‘I Love You’

Can You ‘Imagine’?

It’s inevitable. Once you’ve wracked up five decades or so on the ‘ole age-o-meter, you're bound to hit a few brick walls along the way. Disappointments. Set backs. Hurts. Wounds. Struggles. Pain. One of the things I like to do with this blog is tell you about stuff I’m really excited about. Like, jumping up … Continue reading Can You ‘Imagine’?

My Battle With an Auto-Immune Disorder: The Medicrat Merry-Go-Round, Part 4

I quickly called my PCP’s office. Deep breaths. “I need a referral to Dr. K. Can you get that out in today's mail?” Multiple calls later, I finally got the balking rocket scientist at the other end of the line to understand that: 1) You don’t know what you’re talking about, sweetheart; 2) Dr. K. … Continue reading My Battle With an Auto-Immune Disorder: The Medicrat Merry-Go-Round, Part 4

The Great Phone Chase: Battling an Auto-Immune Disorder, Part 3

I called my PCP’s office the next day. “The U.W. shut the door in my face. What do I do now?” I was left with: 1) Pay out-of-pocket for a specialist in town, or: 2) Go to the U.W. “But the U.W. turned me down,” I reiterated for the hundredth time. “And if we had … Continue reading The Great Phone Chase: Battling an Auto-Immune Disorder, Part 3

My Battle With an Auto-Immune Disorder & Nurse Ratched, Part 2

It took nearly four months to get an appointment with my primary care physician. In the office, I described the thick, crusty nodules on my head and their location. Dr. Sally’s post-exam response was tentative. “It looks like the hair is growing right through the nodule. It doesn’t look cancerous. I think we’ll treat this … Continue reading My Battle With an Auto-Immune Disorder & Nurse Ratched, Part 2