Between my desire to seize “The Holidays” and to deliberately create some new traditions for myself, to say that this holiday season has been challenging for me would be an understatement. While working as much “new” into my seasonal routine as I can while still…
Un autre jour, une autre bataille avec les vautours. (Pardon my French). Selfish. Gaa. I really dislike that word. I dislike the connotation even more. Growing up I was always admonished to share. “Don’t be selfish!” Perhaps I took that a little more to heart than…
Anyone who knows me or follows me knows that I am the doting “mama” to two of the world’s cutest miniature dachshunds, Wyatt Earp, a mischievous red dapple with one blue eye and Josi, a raven little long haired wire haired tiny beauty. Several months ago,…
I’ve made my decision. Actually decisions. 1. On Thanksgiving, I’m going to make that tiny turkey that I bought for just the two of us when I was exuberant about hubby doing so well. With all the trimmings, just as we’d planned. And one, possibly…
This rather long missive is meant to bring you all up to speed on the life and times of Judianna, as my blog has been sadly unattended for some time. My husband lost his long battle almost two weeks ago. It was expected, but unexpected…
So, I’m at the deli section in my local supermarket the other day. There are two clerks busily working on orders, and two people standing next to me who, I assumed, were the order-ees. When clerk number three walked up to the front of the…
Before hubby’s heart, kidneys and liver all simultaneously shut down in July, necessitating our now infamous trip to the hospital and his subsequent battles to remain among the living, I’d love to say that there were no warning signs. Zip. Zero. Nada. Oh, but there…
Recently, friends and family alike have all said in one form or another that I need to make sure I take some “me time” while dealing with hubby’s decline. My stock, somewhat tongue in cheek reply is “Can I get that on Amazon? I have…
Almost the middle of September, 2001. The sky had lost the cerulean tinge that we’d reveled in all summer and had faded into that washed out light blue that I’d long ago come to associate with the arrival of autumn. As we all know, the…
Once again, on September 10th, I (along with countless others) posted yet another iteration of the “On this day, hundreds packed their bags” memorial post on FaceBook. It’s a lovely sentiment, and, no doubt, thousands of people will be posting their own version of it on social…