Lately, I feel like I don’t know who I am anymore. I used to have a very firm sense of who I am.  It was an amalgam of personal style and the things I did and who I did them with. Now, I have no personal style.  99.9% of the time, I couldn’t give a…

Recently, I have noticed a trend in drug ads on TV. They all seem to squeeze in, if at all possible, that either the drug is not associated with weight gain – or that most people lost “X” pounds while using the drug – even though the drug has nothing to do with weight loss.…

I am the kind of person who (usually) gets to everything early – sometimes really, really early.  I would rather sit in my car and read for a while than risk being late. My mother was the opposite.  My Mom was always running late, about to be late, or just plain old late to (almost)…

Okay, this fat old lady had to go for an appointment to figure out what kind of hearing aids I want (because that’s just how old this fat old lady is). I’m ready to go into the office for my appointment and an elderly lady goes in before me.  Okay. As is the norm at…

I almost never give up on a book.  I keep telling myself that if something got so far as actually being published, it must have some redeeming quality somewhere. So I tried reading The Third Policeman by Brian O’Nolan. From Wikipedia: The Third Policeman is a novel by Irish writer Brian O’Nolan, writing under the pseudonym…

So, not “me” Monday; more like “Murphy” Monday. I have owned many cats over my lifetime; and until now, I have never had a cat that needed dental treatment.  The combination of wet and dry food has always been sufficient to keep my cats’ chompers fine. And then, there’s Murphy. Friday, Murphy went for his…

A Hot Cross Nun favorite (Laura Sheriff (aka Sr. Flagrante Delicto); Linda Dodson (aka Rev. Mother Arletta Fahrt) R.I.P.; Terri Cotter Weitze (aka Sr. Tittilus Buttux); Sue Abitanta (aka Sr. Clitteruptus); and Kathy McGinty Radocaj (aka Sr. Dietus Perpetua)

I know, I know. It is becoming my habit to do my Fat Friday post on Sundays – and if it weren’t for the allure of alliteration (see what I did there?) I would change the name. Anyhow … I knew, even without Google translate’s help, that I not only loved the art work of…

Growing up, I always wanted to sleep with the windows open.  I loved the fresh air.  I especially loved it when it was storming outside.  I loved snuggling under the covers in a cold bedroom.  And I hated hot humid nights.  I have always had trouble falling asleep in a hot bedroom.  If not for…

I’ve been on the hormone suppressant Anastrozole for well over a month now. It is the drug that just keeps on giving – giving many and varied side effects, that is. I am thrilled to say that none of the side effects are debilitating; and I am so grateful for that. No, these side effects…