I don’t have much on my bucket list. If an opportunity comes up, great; but I don’t yearn for it. Well, except for certain shows I’d love to do – but I have no control over that; but there was one thing I really wanted to do – sing with a big band – and…
Riding home with my husband. Me: I should have been a stand up comedian. Him: Well sure, except for the standing part. Smartass.
For awhile, when I’d go to bed at around 1 or 2 a.m., I could look out the bedroom window and see deer cavorting in the neighbor’s yard (or sometimes, even our yard); but I haven’t seen them for months. Seems they changed their schedule. My husband gets up earlier than me, and has seen…
I’ve been going to the YMCA Saginaw pool for water aerobics for about 2 years now. My first visit there, I used the shallow pool and pretty much hated it. The water only went up to my waist (at the deepest part) and the water was warm – almost hot. Made for a very sweaty…
It’s done. Both eyes have now had cataractectomies. It’s kind of amazing. Don’t know yet if I’ll need glasses at all. I can see quite well out of both of them – even the one that was just done 2 days ago. I can even read stuff on my phone without glasses! The left eye…
Are you tired of my posts about medical shit? Hopefully, someday something non-medical related will happen that inspires me to start typing, but I wouldn’t hold my breath. I am a fat OLD lady and this is my life now. I take this drug, Promacta, for my ITP (immune thrombocytopenia – basically, an auto immune…
Thanks to the side effects of Promacta, yesterday, I underwent (first of two) cataract surgery. The pre-op was almost the worst part. Jeez. How many drops can you put in a fat old lady’s eye before said eye floats away? And then, you wait, wait, wait and get bored, bored, bored and then there’s more…
First, let me be clear. New Year Resolutions SUCK. I made a “resolution” (okay, just a thing I promised I would try) this year, to figure out what I was spending money on. I even made an Excel spreadsheet, because sometimes, I am organized as shit like that. I pretty much run everything through my…
My right knee continues to pain me. You may recall, I blew it out doing Wedding Singer, thanks to the killer stairs between the stage and the dressing rooms. It took 3 months to schedule, but I did a 3-shot injection series to try to help; but it is pretty clear that didn’t work. Next…
Well, the lyrics anyhow. After this past week, I think we can all use a smile (or a guffaw, depending on how you react); and I hope you will all add this to your repertoire. To the tune of an old-time spiritual (I’m sure you can figure it out): SWING LOW, POOR TERRI’S TITTIESNIPPLES ARE…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 