Counting…
I can be a compulsive counter. Not just to go to sleep where I’ve been known to count to one hundred in Spanish, but when walking. Anywhere. Anytime. Just to… Read more »
I can be a compulsive counter. Not just to go to sleep where I’ve been known to count to one hundred in Spanish, but when walking. Anywhere. Anytime. Just to… Read more »
Comfort. Comfortable. Comforting. Yes, I’m still stuck on the letter C. For some, it’s food. Ice cream, cakes, a favorite candy or beverage. Pizza. Meatloaf. Lasagna. Something that brings about… Read more »
Anyone who knows me, knows how much I enjoy cruising (yes, still stuck on the letter C). My first cruise was in October 1989 with my late husband. It was… Read more »
Yes, I’m still on the letter C… As a child, my mother loved to dress me in reds. So much, in fact, that as an adult I avoided red for… Read more »
I’m not talking about cooking or the food, I’m talking about the environment. Recently someone reminded me about one of our favorite spots to eat dinner when we lived… Read more »
Have you ever felt invisible? I have. Not most times. In fact, I sometimes feel too visible. Most of my life I worried about how I looked, how I sounded,… Read more »
I thought about this incident last night before I fell asleep. On a recent cruise, a younger woman we met (maybe in her 40s) said this to me after meeting… Read more »