Years That Answer

A few people have asked me in recent months if I thought they should retire.  I answered each one differently, because there is no ...

This morning I woke up thinking about the online accounting system at my old job. Then I read a provocative blog post on Feministe ...

It is the rainy season in Central Florida.  That means "summer" in the Land of Mouse.  It is hot, humid, and rains nearly every da...

T and I took our 11 year old granddaughter and 16 year old nephew to the Kennedy Space Center near Cape Canaveral the other day.  It was ...

We have acclimated to the climate and, except for the steamiest of hot summer days, we do not turn on our air conditioning until mid-morni...

Our 3-year old grandson, N, thinks he is the boss of us.  He is a quirky, funny little person, a bundle of bedevilment and raw, wil...

I meant to write a funny post.  Then I got sick last Friday just before the long 4th of July weekend.  While convalescing I read a lot o...

It is hard being surrounded by the pain, hardship and hatred that is rampant in this old world.  I notice the wrongness of it even more sinc...

A friend sent me the following poem. She knows I miss the trees that grew on our land when we lived in Upstate NY.  The Mangroves by Mar...

T and I finally went to see the new Mad Max movie ( Fury Road ) the other night.  Fury Road was not nearly as good as the gloriously futuri...