They say every picture tells a story. Last month, I flew to California to attend my son Jeff’s marriage to the lovely Cassandra. Before the wedding, the bride and groom assembled a beautiful photo display portraying their lives so far. READ
Before I worked full-time, I attended church regularly on Thursday mornings. About six years ago, I spotted a gal who looked vaguely familiar sitting a couple of pews ahead of me. When it was time to exchange the peace, she turned around and faced me. READ
At one time or another we’ve all stamped our feet and cried out to the universe: “It’s not fair!” Tantrum? Of course, because in reality whatever caused our pain wasn’t fair — but who says life is always fair? What screws us up the most is the story in our heads of how things should be. READ
Did you ever walk away from a conversation scratching your head, mumbling: “What exactly did she mean by that?”
“I’ve Got a Secret” was a panel game show that was popular when I was a kid. I watched it with my grandparents, who hailed from Italy but yearned to be “Americana.” For them it was a must-see; for me it was Grandma’s homemade pizza that I was after.
Gertie messed up! She didn’t understand my request or got confused. Is she becoming hard of hearing? Although Gertie and I haven’t met, she tells me where to go and how to get there. (Ahem … I would like to tell her where to go at times.) She makes calls, changes radio stations and executes most tasks, within reason, of course. Gertie is at my beck and call but, alas, she doesn’t always get it right. Some of you may be wondering who Gertie is. Give up? She’s the voice in the speech-recognition system of my car. (more…)
Although the highway department did a magnificent job clearing the roads during and after the “snow challenge,” I found that getting around town was still a job. And as an added bonus I got stuck, twice. Yup, twice!
I drove a friend home, pulled into her driveway and smack into a snowdrift. Her neighbors came to my aid, but nada! Finally, a guy driving a truck carrying Porta-Potties pulled up and got me out. I don’t make this stuff up! (more…)
I am gainfully employed at a lovely assisted living facility; however, I also work from home as a freelancer. Folks comment that working from home is great, and I agree — to a point, that is.
At the assisted living facility, I’m focused and time flies. At home, it’s another story. (No pun intended.) I’ve never had true writer’s block; I always have something to say. (Ask my kids!) The medical billing and coding is a no-brainer for me. The downside when working from home? Distractions. (more…)