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Learning to Swim
One of those ads for health care coverage came on TV recently, and it transported me right back to my childhood.
Perhaps you’ve seen it — a beefy, bearded adult man has “waited too long” and is taking swimming lessons with half a dozen or so cheerful youngsters.
He looks miserable, and I feel his pain.
Big-Time Shopping
Recently, I went to see my son Domer in The Land of the North, and we took a little day jaunt to “one of the most visited tourist destinations in the world.”
Can you guess what that was?
Handling Complainers
Yesterday morning, I went to Wal-Mart to pick up groceries for Mom and a few things for myself.
When it came time to check out, I spied one un-busy register and made a beeline for it.
That’s when I noticed the “20 item maximum” sign hanging over the checker’s head.
“Dying with Dignity”
I suppose by now most of you have heard that Brittany Maynard, the young woman with a terminal brain cancer diagnosis, opted to end her life over the weekend in an effort to “die with dignity.”
My thoughts, of course, are shaped by my Catholic upbringing, so if you’re in the camp that lauds Ms. Maynard for her “bravery,” feel free to move along, rather than subject yourself to the “other” side.
(And no hard feelings, okay? We’re ALL entitled to our own opinions!)
Be Back Soon
Dallas here.
It’s time for a brief break.
Mom is up to her eyeballs — caring for Grandma, doing a new web design project, and trying to get back to her novel-in-progress — and I’m NOT pinch-hitting for her.
Not this time.
As you can see, I’m tired, too.
Time to catch our breath. Renew our enthusiasm. Take a social media holiday.
Back soon, okay?
Time for a break!
Nine-Eleven Anniversary
Thirteen years ago today, the unthinkable happened — terrorists attacked our country, killing thousands of innocent people, destroying national landmarks, and forever challenging our feelings of safety.
Nine-eleven (9/11/01) is one of those landmark events, much like the John F. Kennedy assassination, the first moon landing, the Challenger explosion. We all remember exactly where we were, who we were with, and what we were doing.
You do, too, don’t you?
Savoring a bit of Real Life
Sometimes, we just need to unplug.
I did that recently — for four days — and found it Liberating.
Sobering, too.
For Reals, Officer??
When was the last time you were frightened? The shaking-in-your-boots kind of fear.
The kind that leaves you breathless. Anxious. And worried.
5 Reasons I Hate Cats
People who hate cats, will come back as mice in their next life. — Faith Resnick
I guess it’s a good thing I don’t believe in reincarnation, for I dislike mice as much as I do cats!
That probably offends some of you, and for that, I apologize. Save yourself the aggravation (and time) and come back for my next post when I won’t be dissing the feline population.
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 