Photography Class
A favorite quilt instructor of mine, out of Colorado, teaches an on-line photography class. At the end of last month, the price for the class was deeply discounted for about a week. I went back and forth trying to decide whether to take this class, worse than a 16-year old girl figuring out what to […]
Crochet Dreams
Saturday morning I had a dream about trying to continue with a very large and complicated piece of crochet. Being unable to pickup the stitch where I’d left off sometime before (weeks, months, years?), I ripped the stitching back, repeatedly, in an attempt to pick it up again. It wasn’t that I was unable to […]
Taking Stock
Last night I took stock, out loud, of everything that’s going on, hoping to find the reason(s) for my general punky mood: Cindy is dying. We new it around the corner, but Tim and I are having deep conversations about being guilt-free as he administers medications for her comfort that will surely hasten her passing. […]
Redundancies
Now that both of mom’s houses are emptied, I find that we are surrounded with duplicates and triplicates of certain sundry household items. While I appreciate extra shaving cream and plastic wrap, some days it feels like we live in an oddly stocked gas station mini-mart. Bathroom products live in the travel trailer, three bathrooms, […]
Supplements and Pills
I just received email from the wellness nurse saying they found supplements (cod liver oil and melatonin), and five unidentified pills in mom’s room. She wrote me chapter and verse that mom isn’t allowed to have these things as they manage her meds. Being 10000% in agreement, I wrote back letting her know I discovered […]
Voice Mail From Mom
At 8:15 last night mom left the following voice mail: “Hi Sweetheart, It’s mom. I’m here, here in (pause) town at the AL community. I had a doctors appointment and stayed over a couple of days, and I don’t know did we make arrangements about my getting back or whatever. I’ll, of course, be here […]
December 2018 Island Trip – Day Three
I met, briefly, a pair of sisters who are looking for a rental. They’ll discuss and let me know. I walked back to my friend’s, packed up and headed to the ferry. I arrived home to cat barf (thanks a lot), went through the mail, unpacked enough, and took my usual decompression nap. Over backgammon […]
December 2018 Island Trip – Day Two, Part Two
I helped clean up the scary mess from the tree removal. The fellow who did the work for me was in so much pain that he could rake for about 7-minutes before he needed to sit down in his truck and wipe the sweat off of his face. When I asked if his back hurt, […]
December 2018 Island Trip – Day Two, Part One
It’s not even mid-day, and the house has tossed me another curve ball. What I thought was the horrible stain from years of smokey fires over the fireplace reasserting itself, through six coats of paint, turns out to be a leak. The once and again property manager can take a look on Wednesday afternoon, by […]
Dementia Dance - Travels with Mom 