Please tell me that I'm not the only one feeling disjointed these days? As a human race, we're all working hard to find ways to stay connected with our loved ones, or friends, or people in general. While we stay physically distant from each other. I'm missing not only seeing my kids but our family… Continue reading Disjointed thoughts about family gatherings
Category: Going Gray
Deep thoughts drive me to simplicity
Should I be ashamed? Nah, I'm positive that we're not the only empty-nesting family that isn't struggling with social distancing. Some of us folks don't mind simple moments alone with our thoughts. Occasionally, I let the thoughts drift in that ruffle my feathers. For the most part, Mr. and I are enjoying hanging out with… Continue reading Deep thoughts drive me to simplicity
A reflective pause to my blog project
All the projects on my desk this past Monday were off to their normal rat race pace. I love a challenge, most days, that is. I attacked the papers, scrambling so all disappeared. By waving my hand across the desk, a dot or two here of extra devotion to keeping my mind from racing on… Continue reading A reflective pause to my blog project
You’re at risk since you’re over 50
One year later and I'm officially a member of the bracket of Top Guns known as a baby of the Baby Boomers and for the Top Gun doctor I saw for my physical yesterday to tell me, "You're at risk for ... so we should test you for ..." Diabetes (Blood Sugar Levels) High Cholesterol… Continue reading You’re at risk since you’re over 50
Hair grooming lessons from 1961 – yes, I said 1961
Gone are the days where we teach our teens how-to-do homemaking techniques via a textbook. Most people nowadays just Google things they want to learn. How about stepping into the past for giggles? Here's a little history lesson from 1961 for those who happenstance upon this post about "hair grooming." I was raised by likely… Continue reading Hair grooming lessons from 1961 – yes, I said 1961
Thoughts on being a 55-year-old woman
Many aspects of being a 55-year-old woman drive me crazy. Let's list them shall we: Lack of sleep Wild dreams - consisting of me wearing a bathrobe to an office meeting, sitting down at the conference table and pulling a beer out of my pocket, opening it and taking a sip before I give my presentation… Continue reading Thoughts on being a 55-year-old woman