I know y’all are British Bake-Off style bakers and do your own zesting of citrus fruit. I’m an old (very old) school gal, who remembers buying zest in the spice section of the local grocery store. When did they stop selling that shit? I just can’t face buying a lemon, orange or lime just to…
I have been working on getting up off the floor (with sometimes near disastrous consequences – see my earlier post about my fall). But with the help of knee pads (a necessity), yesterday, I was able to get my fat old lady ass up off of the floor with no help whatsoever (well, except the…
I was going to the Y for water aerobics. Got there, looked down and saw a new bruise (above an old bruise) on my left forearm. Huh. Wonder how I did that? (Ah, the life of mystery bruises – part old age, part low platelets; life goes on.) By the time I get to my…
A week ago, I fell. Yes, again. Yes, I’m pissed at myself. And now I have to reset the clock on the eternal doctor visit question “have you fallen recently”. Shit. And this is a really stupid one too, with no one to blame but yours truly. I’ve been practicing how to get up from…
With iron, lots of iron. I am now getting iron infusions (again). Did this a couple years back and my recollection is it really helped me with the fatigue, et al. Anemia is a symptom or side effect of my ITP (low platelets). And mine has been getting steadily worse – by dribs and drabs,…
The other day, I’m sitting in my recliner enjoying a lovely Michigan early summer afternoon. Ahhhhhhh. Then my phone starts clamoring for my attention. Severe thunderstorm warning – set to start in approximately 30 minutes. I look at the precipitation tracker on my weather app, and sure as shit, there is a huge storm system…
Okay. Not just me, but this is an example of the joys of live theater. When I am (physically) able, I participate in a group of performing senior citizens out of The Midland Center for the Performing Arts called the Golden Guild. Are we great? Not even close, but we have so much fun and…
Last year, about this time, I purchased a Costco Membership in order to buy supplies for my brother-in-law’s big retirement bash. I used it exactly twice. Once when I got it, and once when I filled up with gas – relying on the usually great gas deals at Costco – only this time, the price…
The older you get, the more dead people you know. It’s just how the world works. And usually I can deal with that; but this one is very painful. My dear cousin Alice is gone. Growing up, it was always the four of us against the world – me, my sister Linda, and our cousins…
Inspired by a bumper sticker I saw today – warning people that the car has a manual transmission (and thus, may roll backward); I have come up with my own version, and I think I need to get this made: WARNING: THIS CAR HAS A MANUAL TRANSMISSION AND I’M IN MY 70s MY CLUTCH DON’T…
I just found out that I’ve been taking one of my prescribed drugs wrong. I’ve been taking this drug for years and years (like over 20 years, so go ahead and add some more years and years on there), and nobody ever thought to tell me how you are supposed to take it. So I…
Whew. My first run in with the bard and I lived to tell the tale. I did not even stink up the place. I could tell from the faces of the audience that they were enjoying themselves and actually understanding the words that were being pulled from my ass to my mouth (I did the…
Okay, slightly North of toe. Earlier this week I had a brain MRI – don’t understand the results one bit, but at least they found something rattling around in my punkin’ head; waiting to hear from doctor whether I should be worried or not. (AND I HATE WAITING.) Today, I had a colonoscopy and an…
Michigan – April 16, 2026. Weather. Okay, I found that old book with instructions on how to build a big ass boat. Now would someone kindly tell me what a cubit is?
Holy crap. Seriously. Most people my (advanced) age are on some form of Medicare. However, my husband is still working (that’s what happens when you marry a sweet young thing) and we have private insurance through his work. And of course, every year, his company looks at, and sometimes changes, the health insurance choices. In…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 