I knew exactly what I was getting into — bruised toe, post-chemo stamina, zero patience for crowds — and went on Liddle S'kiddle's graduation trip anyway. By minute five of stop one, I'd already had what I can only call a senior brain seizure. Episode One of the chaos starts here.
Today I shaved my legs for the first time since last August. Not because I'm lazy. Well. Not entirely because I'm lazy. The real reason is that chemotherapy comes with both curses and blessings. One of the blessings? No leg hair. For ten glorious months, I have not shaved my legs. Not once. No balancing … Continue reading The Return of Leg Shaving
I call myself a quilter. In the interest of full disclosure…I haven’t touched my sewing machine in at least ten months. And considering the fact that I own enough fabric to insulate a small village…that feels a little ridiculous. First it was cancer,then it was recovery,then it was the Great Retirement Delusion. The phase where … Continue reading My Creative Brain Was Hiding… in the Fabric
Y’all, I do not understand humans. The cell phone store convinces them they needed newer phones… and then convinces them I wasn’t allowed inside. What the wagging tail is that about? So here's what happened. A few days ago, we went to the cell phone store. Me, Mama, and my great niece. Well.They went. I … Continue reading Sassy Goes to the Cell Phone Store…Almost
Photo by Tristan Wilson on Pexels.com There are certain moments in loving a child that sit quietly in your chest for a long time afterward. Watching Liddle S’kiddle graduate high school was one of them. We are unbelievably proud of her.Proud of the hard work.Proud of the discipline.Proud of the long nights and early mornings … Continue reading The Back Rows
Third Act With Pattie 