Thanks For The Chuckle, Even Now, Ed.

I recently posted about my happy-go-lucky great-grandfather, Ed, passing away.  So, here is an update.  Ed was cremated and his ashes recently arrived at my mother’s house.  I went over tonight for a visit and when I put my purse down, by the couch, my mom pointed out that Ed was located nearby, in the box under the end table.  I said, “Oh!  Hello, Ed!” … Continue reading Thanks For The Chuckle, Even Now, Ed.

My Pretty, My Precious

So, starting this blog has made me pay more attention to my sleep patterns, which I have pretty much brushed off up until this point.  I’ve decided that a further investigation of sleep aids, and maybe even a sleep study, is needed.  I will call this time period “My Search For Slumber”. I am teacher, so initially I was thinking it would make sense that summer would … Continue reading My Pretty, My Precious

Headache-O-Meter

So, I’m 32 years old, and have been on blood pressure medication for the past 4 years.  (I have also been married for four years…coincidence? (Just kidding, love you honey!) I actually can’t extol the magnificence of this blood pressure medication enough, because as an added bonus to reducing my systolic and diastolic, it has also cleared up my skin. Growing up, I was lucky enough to clear, … Continue reading Headache-O-Meter

Dream #6: McDonalds Hashbrowns and Metal Robots

DREAM: I go to McDonalds for breakfast with my sister, Angela and my uncle, Mike.  We are sitting in a booth waiting for the McDonald’s staff to bring it to us, and it is taking forever.  While sitting at the booth waiting for our food, my uncle’s truck suddenly goes from being parked outside to accelerating across the street – smashing into an apartment building.  … Continue reading Dream #6: McDonalds Hashbrowns and Metal Robots

These Irish Peepers Give Others The Creepers

When I was in college, I traveled to Ireland with my Scottish friend, Arlene. We began our trip in Dublin, where we drank boatloads of Guinness, while sitting by fireplaces in cozy pubs, enjoying poignant Irish ballads and laments. I obtained a new passport, since my original passport got stolen while I was in Scotland, the week before. (Sidebar:  Always listen to your dad, when … Continue reading These Irish Peepers Give Others The Creepers

Nyquil is the Antichrist

All I want is a good night’s rest.  Really, it does wonders.  You wake up revitalized, you have more energy for the day, and a greater ability to throw on that positive attitude.  You’re nicer.  At least, that’s what I have heard. I have only experienced this phenomenon on a few occasions, typically one or two times per year.  It’s like I am an entirely … Continue reading Nyquil is the Antichrist

Dream #5: Kelsey Grammer, Swimming and Portobello Mushrooms

Dream: I am in Kelsey Grammer’s swimming pool.  There are George Foreman grills on 3 sides of the pool and I am grilling Portobello mushrooms.  I swim to the side of the pool and reach over and grill the mushrooms while still in the water.  They take a long time to grill.  Some fall into the water and are floating around.  Kelsey tells me to … Continue reading Dream #5: Kelsey Grammer, Swimming and Portobello Mushrooms

Itchy…twitchy…..bitchy

One of my many night time ails is difficult to describe.  We all know that the thesaurus is a girl’s best friend, however when describing this condition, I can hardly think of one accurate descriptor, let alone a synonym. Nevertheless, I’ll attempt to illustrate the symptoms and you start guessing what it is. Clue # 1:   It is very strange.  You might picture a circular … Continue reading Itchy…twitchy…..bitchy

Dream #4: School Board Room, Dunce Cap, Kicking White Horse

Dream: A group of us teachers, about 20 or so, are secretly hiding out in the board office.  We are elsewhere during the day, but after everyone who works in the building leaves for the night, we pull our items out of hiding spots and appear to live there.  People pull out couches, clothing, lamps, and other household items.  We must have very large hiding … Continue reading Dream #4: School Board Room, Dunce Cap, Kicking White Horse

Sleeping On Your Deathbed or Yes, Those Are My Great-Grandfather’s Teeth In A Jar, On My Shelf

Recently my happy-go-lucky, remarkably polite, phenomenal great-grandfather, Ed, passed away.  (How it came to be that someone my age still has (had) a great-grandfather is a story for another day.)  As usually happens, this resulted in a family reunion, of sorts, and a lot of quality time spent with aunts, uncles and cousins we don’t generally get to see much of.  While at my grandmother’s … Continue reading Sleeping On Your Deathbed or Yes, Those Are My Great-Grandfather’s Teeth In A Jar, On My Shelf