3 years ago today my mom left this planet. Sometimes it feels like 3 minutes ago and sometimes it feels like 300 years. I was with her when the last breath of air left her body. A huge sigh and she was gone. I stood there wondering if I screamed loud enough would she’d come back? She’d always been there for me whenever I needed her and I needed her more in that moment than ever in my life before…
OK, I’m just gonna do this. Out of the sick bed and back on the keys. I’ve been struggling with THE FLU since the first day of December. That means I’ve been sick since LAST YEAR. I spent a lot of time just lying in bed waiting to get better and thinking. On the more miserable days, I thought about some of the miserable things that have gone on in my life. And on the better days when I thought…
I think enough time has gone by and chances are you won’t see this anyways but….. I gotta tell ya somethin’, first husband. Remember the first year in our new house? The living room had a huge high ceiling and was still empty of furniture so I wanted a TALL Christmas tree in there…..right in the middle of the room, high up to the ceiling? Remember? Sooo, the six of us went out tree shopping and found the perfect tree….
It happens every time I get sick…..not a little sick, a LOT sick. It’s why I believe in vampires because I turn into something evil, worse than a blood-sucking vampire. Ask my husband, he’ll tell you. If he had a choice between a vampire sucking the blood outta his neck EVERY night or putting up with me when I’m sick…he’s goin’ with the vampire! Some people are just not cut out to be sick. I’m much better WITH patients than…
We all do it…..get melancholy at different times for different reasons but Christmas? I think Christmas gets a lot of us all at once. How do I know that? Look at what happens….. All year we’ve been on different “teams”…..for or against one thing or another, one person or another, one idea or another AND, we haven’t been very nice about it. Something has happened to us…..ALL OF US to make us show a lot of ugly. And then, it…
Something has been bothering me real bad lately and today I’m gonna explode! “Know-It-All’s”…..I’ll bet we all know at least one. It’s bad enough when they open their mouths and let their lack of knowledge show but they’re twice as irritating when they try to spout off about something YOU really know about and it’s mega-obvious that they know NOTHING of what they’re talking about…..NOTHING. It’s in the news, it’s everywhere, the molestation pigs are being revealed. FINALLY and it’s…
It was an ER doc who once gave me my most valuable tip on child rearing. He had six kids of his own. He had it down. He HAD to know what he was talking about….. Right? “Save a piece of your brain,” he told me one night when I showed up for work in daughter-induced tears. “Save a piece of my brain?” The ER was quiet, hadn’t started to rumble yet. The bars were still open. We had some…
They were two four-legged, furry nephews of mine. Both unique in their own ways. Big Red was a Retriever, a wonderful and very funny guy, and smart…..oh he was smart. He had a toybox full, and I mean FULL of toys and he knew each toy by name. If we told him to go get his Blue Baby Doll, he’d run like a freight train, dumped his head low into his huge toybox and threw out one toy after another…
DEDICATED TO THREE VERY AWESOME “BOYS”…RAY, DAVE AND LOBO. XXX They called it “Boys Nite Out.” They weren’t really boys anymore except maybe in their minds and possibly in the way they behaved on that particular night. Their friendship began as three guys who worked together. They eventually crossed the invisible line that took them from work friends to just plain good guy friends. It’s been about 35 years now so their friendship has withstood the test of time. They’ve…
The first clue that something wasn’t quite right with my friend Sarah was one day a year before this story took place when she and her husband, both good frieds of ours came for a visit. The doorbell rang and there she was standing before me with a big smile on her face and the very first thing she said to me was, “I’m not wearing a bra.” Hmmm, that puzzled me. So not like her very sophisticated self. This…