Catching up – Nov 20 & 21

Post birthday day was just fine. I went to work where we had a potluck planned for the holiday. The contribution I signed up for was whipped cream. But I also bought some pumpkin chocolate chip cookies because yum! Also, as I mentioned earlier, I made some seasoned nuts. I bought roasted unsalted mixed nuts…

Caught off guard

Facebook has a nice feature that shows a memory from the same day any number of years ago. It’s up to each user to share it or not. Today, my mom shared a photo from 13 years ago that took me quite by surprise and caught me completely off-guard. This sweet picture is of my…

on the menu: shrimp

This morning, I took a package of shrimp out of the freezer determined to finally cook it. The package was from Blue Apron, raw, tails-on shrimp. I had thrown out the BA recipe some time ago, but as I’m trying to eat a little bit better, or at least cook a bit more, I was…

November is upon us

Well, as I predicted in my last post, Brett Kavanaugh was confirmed to be a Supreme Court justice. And the midterm elections are on Tuesday which should prove to be very interesting. I have voted absentee for a number of years now. I’ve sent my ballot in already and have verified that it was received…

Cambria (and NPM 26 of 30)

I’ve had a few days to process and distill my feelings from the recent judiciary hearings. But before I post about that, I’ll tell you about what I did last week. Oh, but wait, before that, let me give you an update from my last post. The unknown anomaly on my rear end has dissipated/disappeared,…

NPM – 24 of 30

Caregiving when Dad was released from the hospital to come home for hospice they insisted that he constantly be on oxygen low, whirring concentrator in his room long green tubing before his trek to the living room each morning, then back again for naps and at night, he’d ask for the cannula to be removed…

NPM – 23 of 30

It’s been 5 months today since the day I describe below. ~~ “did he give you a good story for the day he died?” – “The Funeral” by Lindsay White when we could no longer lift him when it took four paramedics to get him back to the bedroom when he was barely able to…

NPM – 20 of 30

Winter Solstice on the longest night of the year my father told us he was ready to die driving home, those lines popped in my head so I knew this poem had to come at some point it’s impossible to exist in these two roles daughter, poet without overlap ~~ his decision was both shocking…

Dad’s 78th

Yesterday was a tough day. April 21 is the day my dad was born back in 1940. He would have been 78 yesterday.  This post came up on my FB memories yesterday from 2016: 6 years ago, my mom, dad, sister, her kid & her husband met up in Las Vegas to celebrate my dad’s…

NPM – 11 of 30

no funeral when Dad first got very sick he and my mother made their arrangements Rose Hills would handle everything cremation, simple details, nothing elaborate when it came time to use these services, it still took time and money, though not much I was uncomfortable in the mortuary office it was pouring down rain and…