Family, Home, Lifestyle, T1Diabetes

Type One Diabetes


Both of the Grown Sons have type one diabetes.

They are at high risk for coronavirus.

Of course I am worried.

One of them has come home to endure his social isolation with us.

He’s been working remotely.

Cabin fever has set in because he hasn’t left his apartment in ages.

It looks like he’s going to stay for awhile.

He brought some food.

This makes me very happy.

Not that we need the supplies.

But it shows me that he shops.

And keeps fresh food in his apartment.

If only he had brought some toilet paper…
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Home, Humor, Lifestyle, weather

Tornado Season

Spring is tornado season.

I was stocking up on emergency supplies.

Which got me to thinking…

Would our shelter, an interior bathroom, be called a panic room or a safe room?

I had to Google it.

It seemed, in the moment, to be much more urgent than any actual emergency.

It turns out that panic room and safe room mean the same thing.

An invulnernable shelter.

Well.

My mind is blown.
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Home, Humor, Lifestyle, Writer

The Bachelor

I did it.

I watched The Bachelor.

Everyone is talking about it, so I had to see what’s going on.

The guy who is starring this season is from my hometown.

So it’s got that going for it.

I only lasted about three minutes.

I couldn’t take any more.

Eww.

I feel violated.

And dirty.

All I can think of is the quote from Billy Madison, “…everyone in this room now dumber for having listened to you…”

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go bleach my eyeballs.

And my ears.

And my soul.
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Dog, Home, Humor, Lifestyle

The Dog Barked

The dog barked to go out at 5:00 am.

Bob dealt with it.

When I got up some time later, I expected to find the coffee brewed.

I was bitterly disappointed to see that Bob had fallen back to sleep on the couch.

And there was no coffee.

The beauty of not getting up with the dog is the expectation of hot coffee waiting for me.

Bob laughed and laughed and laughed.

Yeah, happy Leap Day to you too.

I’ll get my revenge.

On the next Leap Day.
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Family, Home, Lifestyle, Writer

Earrings

I woke up this morning to find that I only had one earring.

I was devastated.

These earrings were a birthday gift from my mom many, many years ago.

I never change them.

My ears are allergic to most earrings.

But these ones are gold, and they have been perfect for years.

And now one of them is missing.

I shook out my pajamas and my bedding.

No earring.

Yesterday I cleaned the house.

I dusted and mopped.

I did laundry and changed sheets and vacuumed.

The earring could be anywhere.

If I bought myself a new pair of earrings, it wouldn’t be the same.

Because these were a gift from my mom.

I searched the house hopelessly.

I checked the washer and the dryer.

I checked the clean laundry.

I checked the vacuum canister.

In the end, when I had given up all hope, I found it!

It was on the rug under my desk.

It must have fallen off after I had vacuumed.

Yay – I can continue to wear my mom’s birthday gift!

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Home, Humor, Lifestyle, Writer

Valentine’s Day

I have failed, once again, in my lifelong quest to never make cute food again.

It’s always a disaster.

This time I tried to make Valentine heart cookies.

They looked cute before they were baked.

But they puffed up in the oven.

And came out looking rather eczematous.

I wasn’t sure if they needed frosting or cortisone cream.

Well they turned out tasty even if they weren’t pretty.

And I will continue my quest to avoid making cute food.

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