Who’s Small?

Who’s Small?

I’m small. So short I can’t see over the new island installed in the kitchen remodel. Why it’s called an island, I don’t know. Though I’m only four, I’ve been to Hawaii. I disagree that we have an island in our kitchen, when it should be in the middle of the...
The Bee’s Knees, Not Mine

The Bee’s Knees, Not Mine

Babies are born without kneecaps.  They don’t appear until the child reaches 2 to 6 years of age. This puts in perspective the fact that my knees grumble at their overuse. They’ve been performing repetitive tasks for almost 70 Years, absent in my preschool...
Another Pass at the Pool

Another Pass at the Pool

So, another morning in the gym’s pool, exercising in the water’s buoyancy so there’s less stress on my troubled knees. While it should be a daily endeavor, I’m pleased with once a week. I’m not a fan of sweating so swimming suits. So,...
I No Longer Career Evangelize

I No Longer Career Evangelize

I adored my forty-four-year career as a speech-language pathologist. For thirty of those years, I thrived in my private practice, focused on the communication issues of toddlers. People used to say, “You must be so patient,” to deal with the ‘terrible two’...
Blog as Virtual Diary

Blog as Virtual Diary

April 3 question – How long have you been blogging? What do you like about it and how has it changed? I began writing a blog in 2012 as a means of personal expression. It was a bold move for me to speak my truth. I’d repressed and trimmed the edges off my...