Like yesterday morning I struggled with getting the post started. There were updates to manage, curiosities that needed resolving, and just a general litany of delays. I’m here now but rapidly losing my interest in the process of preparing this post. I do like it here though, on the front patio. It just dawned on …
We picked up Dad for dinner on Saturday past, and this week we thought we’d try something different and take both Mom and Dad out for dinner at the same time. They have been divorced 30 something years now but have always been able to maintain an amicable relationship, which has been a blessing for …
Mo and I had lunch with my Mom yesterday, Sunday being the day we typically try to get together with her, and both Larry and her before that. She does live in the basement, one of the original “children under the stairs”, but she has her space and we have ours so it’s not always …
We took Dad out for dinner last night, we being Me, Mo, my Mom (Dad’s ex), and of course Dad. I called him in advance to see if he was free and he was very “befuddled” on the phone. And that’s his exact word, “befuddled”. When I queried him on what he was getting at …
Well the weekend flew by and although I did get some things done I neither blogged nor wrote in my journal. It’s interesting that when listening to the radio yesterday they were interviewing a female singer who commented about writing and journalling. She was speaking mostly in regards to writing music or poetry but she did …
Yesterday was a super day, felt good all day and got a bunch done. If only I could feel like that more consistently, not swing between full of energy and drive and then relapsing to little or no energy. That was my typical modus operandi bm (before meds), zippy one day and blah the next. I’d …

