Several years ago hubby gave me an IOU for either theater or concert tickets of my choice. It was the perfect gift for a drama queen. I have to confess that is what my men call me. I don’t get insulted though. Actually I think it is pretty funny–not comical but ironic. Since my sons [...]
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He’s My Baby
My youngest son aged 26 complains when I call him a baby. Let’s face it. He will always be just that to me–MY BABY. I remember giving birth to him 25 years ago au naturale at home. It was not supposed to be that way. In fact on the evening in question I went to [...]
Per Dragnet – Just The Facts
Sometimes I feel that I am going through life on one of those treadmills, always on the move, never stopping yet always ending up in the same place. Last evening I viewed one concept of democracy in action. It was election night and anyone who had been a member for the association for twenty days [...]
WW – Cover Boy
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Handy Hubby
Hubby is again doing sweat labor in the kitchen–refinishing and refacing cabinets. He is a real handyman. Given enough time, everything must be repaired or replaced. He is even a weatherization training expert. He does everything–siding, insulation, doors, windows. I once again visited the Carousel of Progress, initially a featured attraction at the News York [...]
Operation Rec Room
Way back in 1981 hubby decided to finish the back room out by the pool. It was going to become the rec room (no, not wreck room) for the family. Paneling, electricity carpeting, blinds in place, we were about to furnish it when daughter and hubby moved in there. Over the years middle son took [...]
Empty Nest – Again
My youngest moved out again. Sometimes I think our front door is a revolving one. His bedroom is empty. Hubby wants to leave it like that. Me I want to move on, and, to me, furnishing it is the way to begin. Years ago the downstairs room was meant to be a large rec room, [...]
