When I was about to turn 60, I decided I should start a blog for 60-somethings, a journal of sorts to remember and share what I was going through. I couldn’t believe I was that old! Well, I think I managed one post before I abandoned it. And now I am about to turn 70,…
All posts in May 2022
But I Wanted Blueberry
Not really. The hazelnut ice cream melted in my mouth and soothed raw places left by new invisilign braces. Homemade, at that. The ice cream, not the braces. But the eating was preceded by a discussion. “What kind do you want?” “Um, I really don’t care.” “You decide- it’s Mother’s Day!” “But what do you…
If You Can’t Say Something Nice
I hate the word “nice.” It’s been used to describe me one too many times. I suppose being nice is better than being a bitch, but nice, which rhymes with rice, another bland something, is the opposite of spice. Now spice–that has gumption. Nice is another way of saying–no backbone, boring.Being nice started early in…