Sitting Duck

Penny returned a few weeks ago.  At the time I assumed she was just grazing in the yard not nesting.  After having our elm trees removed, I didn’t think she had the perfect spot anymore. Clever mama she is she found one though in the Pompei grass.  I stumbled upon it blowing out leaves in a big Spring clean-up effort.  From that day on I’ve kept watch for when she’d start “sitting” on her eggs.  Nature it seems is very predictable and like her previous clutches she laid 12-13 eggs

Penny returned a few weeks ago.  At the time I assumed she was just grazing in the yard not nesting.  After having our elm trees removed, I didn’t think she had the perfect spot anymore. Clever mama she is she found one though in the Pompei grass.  I stumbled upon it blowing out leaves in a big Spring clean-up effort.  From that day on I’ve kept watch for when she’d start “sitting” on her eggs.  Nature it seems is very predictable and like her previous clutches she laid 12-13 eggsKeep reading...

Painfully Aware

We were on our way to Utah for a lady’s golf adventure.  Golf road trips are something I never pictured in my lifetime but heading into my fourth season I have to admit I love them.  About four hours into the drive one of my friends commented on the fact that April was just a few days away.  Immediately my mind shifted to my love-hate relationship with April.  I love Spring—the ducks return to my yard, the robins start building their nests, and best of all the days are longer. 

We were on our way to Utah for a lady’s golf adventure.  Golf road trips are something I never pictured in my lifetime but heading into my fourth season I have to admit I love them.  About four hours into the drive one of my friends commented on the fact that April was just a few days away.  Immediately my mind shifted to my love-hate relationship with April.  I love Spring—the ducks return to my yard, the robins start building their nests, and best of all the days are longer. Keep reading...

The No Lady

“Have a minute?” the manager asked. I was just leaving the grocery store when he stopped me. “What’s up?” “I discovered we have a mutual friend.” “Who’s that?” “My daughter Dee.” He could see the puzzled look on my face.  “She goes to Prom.” I had to think for a minute.  “Oh yeah I know who she is.” “She’s getting excited about it.” “Me too.”  “I just wanted to tell you how much it means to her.  It’s the highlight of her year.”   “Thank you, your timing is perfect,”

“Have a minute?” the manager asked. I was just leaving the grocery store when he stopped me. “What’s up?” “I discovered we have a mutual friend.” “Who’s that?” “My daughter Dee.” He could see the puzzled look on my face.  “She goes to Prom.” I had to think for a minute.  “Oh yeah I know who she is.” “She’s getting excited about it.” “Me too.”  “I just wanted to tell you how much it means to her.  It’s the highlight of her year.”   “Thank you, your timing is perfect,”Keep reading...

NOW

“When do you leave?” I asked my young friend Donovan, a barista by day and performer by night. “Hopefully soon. My roommate has to find a job before we can leave. It’s hard because I feel like my life is on hold.” “Yeah I know that’s tough,” I said. With the relationship we have I knew he’d welcome some advice. “What I’ve found helps in this kind of situation is actively waiting. So, you know you’re going to be moving, which is a huge effort, but just because you don’t

“When do you leave?” I asked my young friend Donovan, a barista by day and performer by night. “Hopefully soon. My roommate has to find a job before we can leave. It’s hard because I feel like my life is on hold.” “Yeah I know that’s tough,” I said. With the relationship we have I knew he’d welcome some advice. “What I’ve found helps in this kind of situation is actively waiting. So, you know you’re going to be moving, which is a huge effort, but just because you don’tKeep reading...

Post-It Noted

The routine is everything for a person with dementia.  Knowing this as a caregiver I make every possible effort at “sameness”.  However, sometimes that’s not possible and in the last couple weeks that’s been the case.  Combine this with the reality that my Mom’s disease is progressive makes things even harder.  What she could handle a year ago she can’t handle now.    More than once when I would get to her condo, I found her either agitated or sad.  She’d shake her head and say things like, “My brain

The routine is everything for a person with dementia.  Knowing this as a caregiver I make every possible effort at “sameness”.  However, sometimes that’s not possible and in the last couple weeks that’s been the case.  Combine this with the reality that my Mom’s disease is progressive makes things even harder.  What she could handle a year ago she can’t handle now.    More than once when I would get to her condo, I found her either agitated or sad.  She’d shake her head and say things like, “My brainKeep reading...

Venti Back!

I don’t know how my voice carried like it did.  I’d lost it the day before and sounded like a frog. “Luke, H-E-L-P I’m bleeding,” I croaked. Normally I’d have to sound a bullhorn to get one of my children out of their basement oasis—but to my surprise when I needed him most my oldest came running. “What happened Mom?” he said startled. “I cut my finger—get me another towel from the laundry room. I can’t stop the bleeding.” He jumped into service grabbing what I needed. “Do you need

I don’t know how my voice carried like it did.  I’d lost it the day before and sounded like a frog. “Luke, H-E-L-P I’m bleeding,” I croaked. Normally I’d have to sound a bullhorn to get one of my children out of their basement oasis—but to my surprise when I needed him most my oldest came running. “What happened Mom?” he said startled. “I cut my finger—get me another towel from the laundry room. I can’t stop the bleeding.” He jumped into service grabbing what I needed. “Do you needKeep reading...

Black Friday

Yesterday bringing in the newspaper took two hands—one to carry the news portion and the other the bundle of ads.  In our town that means the news weighed less than a pound and the advertisements a good five pounds.  It was a lopsided workout to be sure.  The ads went straight to the recycle bin.  I try not to go shopping on Black Friday.  Not because of any ethical considerations but because I don’t like crowds of people.  On a day when I’m tired from having cooked and cleaned for

Yesterday bringing in the newspaper took two hands—one to carry the news portion and the other the bundle of ads.  In our town that means the news weighed less than a pound and the advertisements a good five pounds.  It was a lopsided workout to be sure.  The ads went straight to the recycle bin.  I try not to go shopping on Black Friday.  Not because of any ethical considerations but because I don’t like crowds of people.  On a day when I’m tired from having cooked and cleaned forKeep reading...

Sophisticated

Words have a way of sticking in your heart like a single drop of Crazy Glue to your skin.  In time the sting wears off but there’s always a residue left behind. Last year I had one of those experiences with Chase’s art teacher.  He hadn’t been signed up for her class but the woodshop teacher had, “serious concerns” about a kid like Chase being in his 3-D design class.  So, to meet his fine art requirement the art teacher agreed to spare her colleague and create an independent study

Words have a way of sticking in your heart like a single drop of Crazy Glue to your skin.  In time the sting wears off but there’s always a residue left behind. Last year I had one of those experiences with Chase’s art teacher.  He hadn’t been signed up for her class but the woodshop teacher had, “serious concerns” about a kid like Chase being in his 3-D design class.  So, to meet his fine art requirement the art teacher agreed to spare her colleague and create an independent studyKeep reading...

Less Is More

Leaning against the brick wall of our hotel, the woman’s blonde hair was matted and her brown face weathered and worn.  She barely raised her weary eyes to us as we passed by and mumbled, “Can you spare any change?”  On her lap was a handwritten cardboard sign that said she had cancer. My husband and I had just arrived for a much-needed getaway in the Gaslamp District of downtown San Diego.  Downtown was a stark contrast of glistening luxury hotels and high-rise office buildings and rough, dirty transients roaming

Leaning against the brick wall of our hotel, the woman’s blonde hair was matted and her brown face weathered and worn.  She barely raised her weary eyes to us as we passed by and mumbled, “Can you spare any change?”  On her lap was a handwritten cardboard sign that said she had cancer. My husband and I had just arrived for a much-needed getaway in the Gaslamp District of downtown San Diego.  Downtown was a stark contrast of glistening luxury hotels and high-rise office buildings and rough, dirty transients roamingKeep reading...

380’s

Eighty dollars, eighty cents, and eighty percent—hold those three thoughts. When Luke left the private school bubble he’d lived in for nine years and started high school I knew it would be a big leap.   I never expected it would be like jumping the Grand Canyon.  It was.  He didn’t crash like Evil Knievel but there were a lot of bumps and bruises.  By senior year, however, he had it down and graduated with honors. When he left for college I knew it would be an equally big leap.  First

Eighty dollars, eighty cents, and eighty percent—hold those three thoughts. When Luke left the private school bubble he’d lived in for nine years and started high school I knew it would be a big leap.   I never expected it would be like jumping the Grand Canyon.  It was.  He didn’t crash like Evil Knievel but there were a lot of bumps and bruises.  By senior year, however, he had it down and graduated with honors. When he left for college I knew it would be an equally big leap.  FirstKeep reading...