Tag: family
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heat
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Read more: heatI didn’t want to get up at 4:45 am this morning, but I did. The heat is defeating me once again. This is my third summer in Tucson and I get a Lyme relapse for weeks every time. I’m never quite well until it cools off, usually in late September or early October (and by…
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cook
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Read more: cookI am a good home cook. There is a vast difference between home cooks and professional cooks. They have a sophistication with spices and ingredients that I don’t have. Chefs would laugh at my chopping and plating skills, and my dining room could be out on the porch or in the living room, but I…
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neurospicy
Read more: neurospicyI love the word “neurospicy.” It’s a lot less heavy than the term neurodivergent. An estimated 15-20% of Americans are considered neurodivergent, but what exactly is neurodivergent, anyway? A lot of different conditions fall under the umbrella of neurodivergent: autism spectrum, ADHD, dyscaculia, dyslexic, dyspraxia, Tourette syndrome, mental health, and, this one is interesting, “acquired…
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oatmeal
Read more: oatmealAfter a few heavy blogs, I decided to wade into a controversial topic: Oatmeal. I am team oatmeal. I love oatmeal. Oatmeal pancakes, oatmeal muffins. A bowl of steel cut oats cooked in an InstaPot. Oatmeal cookies. Oatmeal with fried eggs, chard, and onion. Oatmeal with leftover meat and veg. Fried leftover oatmeal with maple…
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delusions
Read more: delusionsCaretaking is a tricky business. One minute it’s simply doing the housework, making sure things run smoothly, cooking, and going to a few doctor appointments. This scenario doesn’t mean that the caretaker is on easy street, but it does mean that you can be in a state of denial about the future. Last month, I…
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my house
Read more: my houseOh yeah, I don’t really have a house that is mine right now. This fact was made clear when I had some friends over last week. This is my Dad’s house. Of course it’s familiar, some of the things I have known virtually my entire life. The pictures and furnishing are intimately familiar to me,…
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holidays
Read more: holidaysJuly 4th is tomorrow. I asked Dad if he wanted to do anything and he gave me the look that said not only “no,” but “HELL no.” I am okay with that. In fact, since Lyme, I don’t celebrate most holidays very much, certainly not like I used to. My theory is we celebrate most…
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time warp
Read more: time warpAnybody who has known me for any length of time knows that I am the world’s worst at dates and times. This is a neural defect I can’t blame on Lyme. It’s also not ADHD, nor is it carelessness. I could blame it on falling out of a tree at the age of seven. My…
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solitude
Read more: solitudeMy social life has changed radically in the past seven years, and it’s hard to distinguish how much is due to Lyme, and how much is due to COVID. Now I’m trying to figure out why I like the quieter life so damn much. “There is a difference between solitude and loneliness.” ― Maggie Smith This…
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holidays and opinions
Read more: holidays and opinionsI hate it when people don’t believe what I say. When I say something I don’t fuck around with double meanings or hidden codes. Sometimes I do tell people what they’d like to hear, especially about my health (sure,I feel good right now) or how they look or feel. This rant pertains to other things. If…
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Michael
Read more: MichaelMy brother Michael died of a heart attack Sunday, August 29th in Lafayette, Louisiana while Ida banged through the state. He was sixty-six years old. His death was not a surprise, he had been in poor health for the last five years or so. The surprise for me was the depth of my mourning. We…
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the future
Read more: the futureI’m at an age where I’m thinking hard about what I want out of the backend of my life. Moving has only heightened the scrutiny, and the process is not one that lends itself to definitive answers. For some people that isn’t the case. They will stay where they are, basking in post-retirement bliss in…
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Judgy
Read more: JudgyI try mightily not to be judgmental. In the effort to put myself in someone else’s shoes, I fail most miserably with myself. Some of the ridiculous judgements I make (only with myself): should you be doing this? Why aren’t you doing that? Do you really feel that bad? You’re just being [lazy, a drama…
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