First, let me tell you that I am fine. Second, once you have had cancer, you are never “cancer-free”.  You can be in remission, and it may never raise its ugly head again, but cancer is the gift that never stops giving (or at least trying really, really hard). Today, I went for my first…

Yes, I know.  I’ve been MIA  – again.  You’d think you’d be used to this by now.  But retirement is kicking my ass.  Or rather the amount of stuff crammed onto my calendar since retirement is kicking my ass. Seems like I have stuff going on every fucking day! How did I ever have time…

While the weather here is experiencing more mood swings than I (and that is a high bar indeed), the birds are doing their birds and the bees thing.  (I have no information on what the bees may or may not be up to because I haven’t seen any; they seem to be sensibly avoiding the…

The past week it seemed like we went right from winter to summer and skipped Spring altogether.  Gorgeous weather.  Blue skies, temps into the upper 80s; even a good old thunder storm thrown in. We sat out on our sun porch for the first time since we closed it up for the winter, much to…

Life has been crazy the last few weeks. I’m hoping to getting back to doing some more posting next week. But, to hold you over, here’s our front porch doggie’s (or should I say perro de casa?) latest seasonal ensemble. Enjoy. God (TIDBI) knows I do – but then I’m easily amused.

I have been away from Michigan for a long time (40+ years), but my understanding was that “wintery mix” (or as my husband refers to it, “Michigan Mix”) in a weather forecast meant some rain, some snow – all mixed up.  Basically, sleet. Well, I don’t know what you call this stuff, but it sure…

I am a bit of a connoisseur of TV commercials.  I like to watch them and judge them as to their efficacy.  I believe the best commercials are ones that inform and entertain and you can discern the message with the sound off – because let’s face it, when the commercials start the TV goes…

Generally, I give great advice.  No doubt because I’ve lived so very long; and it helps that I sometimes even paid attention. But I have to tell you there is a sweet mix of pride in great advice given and feeling purely dumb shit stupid when I take my own advice – finally – and…

Some time ago, I posted about fun with trying to restore Barbie doll hair (including the long haired blond I affectionately referred to as “Rasta Barbie”). I explained that I was restoring some Barbies I had bought at bargain prices on eBay to model two dresses I had crocheted in my misspent youth – or…

I may not be ready for Easter, but guess who is!