Friends, I have really neglected my blog this week. Not on purpose, mind you, but there have been a lot of balls to juggle and I am simply a terrible juggler. My mother has been a petulant child with her demands of me canceling caregivers. I am forever using the "mom"...

Yesterday, I was giddy sprinkled with nerves. This was the day that I would be released from my hostage situation AKA my red cast. I would be walking again like those miracles in the bible. The angels would be singing and all would be right in my world. Reality check....

Today is the day. Four weeks of a colorful cast whose luster wore off about 15 minutes into wearing it. Six weeks of non-weight bearing. Six weeks of being less than proficient in driving a scooter. Ladies, you know the feeling you get when you take your bra after a...

I haven't really been out and socializing on a grand scale since February, so heading out to a college football game is a big deal. Add a cute mask along with a non-weight bearing woman riding a scooter, and you have a recipe for humor. I had gotten some information...

If you have ever had to care for an elderly family member, one who tests your patience and makes you want to go into the witness protection program, raise your hand. Yep. I knew there would be a lot of you. Here's the deal, I just made a tough choice that was not...

The countdown has begun. One more week until I get my cast off and take a spin in my walking boot. You know, the same boot that has been my appendage since the beginning of the 2020 - the year of the spawn of Satan. Anyway, I have been impressed with my creativity...

Football. The word alone gets me a little giddy. It gives me a touch of hope. I know I sound certifiable, and after six months of dealing with 2020 along with being held hostage by a cast on my left leg, I am not surprised that I have officially lost my marbles. Just...

I remember September 11, 2001 like it happened yesterday. I remember watching in disbelief as the plane made contact with the first tower. I remember wanting to pickup my boys and bring them home instead of letting them finish out their school day. I remember going to...

I would like to think that the strong reactions, the social media attacks, and the inability to simply listen to each other is rooted in fear. Aren't we all scared to a degree? I am. It's not weak to admit it. This whole year has been like a low budget horror film. We...

Have you ever experienced a moment where you say something to someone where they sort of acknowledge it, then someone else says the exact same thing, and that same person is completely mesmerized by their words? Welcome to my world. My mother called yesterday,...