The prednisone continues working, and so does a pithy proverb Keep Calm and Carry On. Because the meds mask any trace of joint pain, I move more quickly than I have in a decade! But my energy level isn’t ten years younger! Nevertheless, I can keep calm, write and...
A Personal Headline Of all today’s headlines that upset me, here’s: The Queen missed the opening of Parliament . . . this is was a big headline for me! The U.K.'s Parliament opens for the first time in six decades without the queen Throughout my life she has been a...
Appliances are a mixed blessing; they teach me over and over the limitations of my knowledge. But where would I be without them?(!) Whether it is the TV, my phone, or, this time, a refrigerator, I do not understand what makes them work, no matter how detailed or...
Then Slowly reading The Splendid and the Vile, I recognize an emotion that is similar to the daily feeling gripping WWII Britons: dread. The book is a saga of Churchill, family and defiance during the Blitz. It’s a scary story! Even though I know how the story ends,...
Sometimes a recovering drama queen can benefit from a few real life lessons that a real queen learned in dangerous, uncertain times. The quiet of tonight’s walk was broken by the sound of an airplane making its approach to BWI. Do you know how many weeks it has been...
My Decorating Updates are not impressive by Martha Stewart’s standards, however, they represent progress for me. The Christmas tree is now hibernating and so is the Christmas wreath; its batteries finally died. I am maintaining the window candles for now, along with...
Although summer has arrived, our home feels like a schoolroom, and one with a new set of lessons and teachers. The may seem remedial, but they are new and oh so necessary. COVID-19 is still menacing, but our state seems to have managed the outbreak. It has been quite...
Looking back over last year’s journal entries and blog posts, I was blissfully UNAWARE of what was barreling our way.* Doug wasn’t. He bought the last gallon of hand sanitizer in the drug store, and ordered masks and gloves by the end of January February 2020 Then,...
Even though I keep a daily journal, I haven’t kept an accurate timeline for all my paintings. I know by March 9th, I had painted a Baltimore Oriole, and that after completing two owls. By then, the steroid had kicked in and so had COVID-19. (Prednisone and Proverbs)...
A stranger took a risk and helped me today. Today as I left a store, I felt a wee bit off balance; ( the joy of maturity!) Approaching the curb, I stretched out my hand -- and a younger woman – a stranger -- reached out her hand to steady me. It was risk, because in...
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