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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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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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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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crosswords
Read more: crosswordsI love crossword puzzles. My friend Kathy Fernandes got me hooked way back in 1978. Ever since then they have served as faithful touchstones in my daily life. The Daily Texan, the Houston Chronicle, Austin-American Statesman, Lubbock Avalanche-Journal, Winston-Salem Journal, Raleigh News and Observer, the Rocky Mountain News and Denver Post, for years I worked…
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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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curmudgeon
Read more: curmudgeonIs there a word for female curmudgeon? The formal definition is a “bad-tempered person, especially an old one” and is unisex. I’m not one yet, but I’ve been flirting with the possibilities of allowing myself the luxury. This would require energy, maybe more energy than the daily decision to find something good about the day.…
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resettling
Read more: resettlingI railroaded my dad into letting me move in with him this past September. It seemed like a good time with COVID and lockdowns and my continued journey with chronic Lyme. The original plan was to sell my house, move in with dad for a while, and later on, move to Costa Rica. Then came…
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dad
Read more: dadYes, my dad is alive and kicking. I want to take the opportunity to embarrass him while I can. It\’s not often we get our own personal heroes, but I have one, a fact that has become even more emphatically clear during my struggle with Lyme. Dad and I are extraordinarily close, our relationship uncomplicated,…
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circles
Read more: circlesThis weekend is my fortieth high school reunion. I am going. There is something about Texas that keeps me coming back, but I\’m not a Texan. I\’m what I like to call an \’accidental Texan\’. My parents aren\’t Texans, they are from Kansas, dropped into Texas because my dad was a geologist. I was born…
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