“Have you tried giving up gluten?” asks the nurse from occupational health. After all, every modern health issue traces its roots back to the grains we’ve been surviving on since the dawn of time. We’re discussing Achilles tendonitis. In the year and a half that I’ve been hobbled, I’d...
Day 32: Don’t Tread On Me
It took a lot of effort to send out chain letters back in the hoary days before email. You had to actually go somewhere and pay to have copies made – there were no scanners or personal printers (yes, I’m that old). Then, real envelopes had to be hand-addressed...
Day 31: Smoke & Mirrors
“Even tuna noodle casserole looks good on your best china,” says the article. “Light the candles, pour some wine, use the good silver, and fool everyone! Presentation is everything!” It’s yet another article telling me that, with the right accessories, make-up, and attitude, my canned tuna self can pass...
Day 30: Green With Envy
Son #1 comes in bearing gifts on New Year’s Day – a bag of big beautiful bakery muffins. To his credit, it isn’t a snide commentary on maternal muffin failure (see Day 23). I toss that batch out under the birdfeeder before anyone else sees it; I have my pride....
Day 29: Out On The Road Today
He is wearing a jaunty Irish tweed cap, set carefully and squarely on his head. The hair below it is closely cropped and gray. The ears are rather pronounced – the gift, most probably, of aging cartilage. Both hands are planted firmly on the wheel, at 10:00 and 2:00....