Les Misérables. . .Les Poo?

We decided to go see Les Misérables, let me clarify, sk decided we would all go see Les Misérables on Christmas Day. Our mourning cousin finally agreed to an activity that required her to leave the house because “once you two leave, I don’t know when I’ll go watch a movie again.” With that enthusiasm, off we went on December 25th, to…

What’s Upcoming

What a busy week! Sk and I just returned from a trip to the States. While there I had plenty of time to observe, partake and make mental notes for future postings. I have so many ideas and stories to tell rolling around up there, it’s enough to make me dizzy. For me to keep some semblance…

Christmas Memories

The residents where I work started reminiscing about Christmases past. As I listened in, I started to walk down my own memory lane. I’m out-of-town next week so I doubt I’ll be doing any blogging so I’ll make this my Christmas post and help you get in the spirit of things by creating a list of…

Orlando. . . or Sybil?

Towards the end of Virginia Woolf‘s book, Orlando, who else (other than myself) kept thinking of Sybil? Images of Sally Field portraying one of Sybil’s thirteen personalities kept popping into my brain’s eye while I read the passage in which Orlando is driving down the road, changing into different versions of herself/himself. Once again, I believe I’ve missed some, or all,…

A Heavy Heart

I write with a heavy heart today. The world lost a wonderful man earlier on Thursday. My Tito Cain, on sk’s side of the family, passed away. He was 85 years old. I don’t want to bore you readers by describing his wonderful attributes. When someone we hold dear to us dies, we tend to believe…

Yes, Dear

Yes, dear. Those two little words come so easily off my tongue. Normally they prove beneficial. Sk walks into the house and says, “I went to see _____ (name of hairdresser) this afternoon. Look. Do you like how she cut it? Does it make me look younger? I like it, do you?”  I reply, “Yes,…

Holiday Baking

Yesterday we finally received measurable snow, not much, but still enough to cover most things and make the world look more Christmasy. It also gave me the kick in the hiney I needed to start on the treats I make for the volunteers at work. A lot more thought goes into them than one thinks…