Life with cats, and other things…
Somewhere near Tomhannock Reservoir, NY. 24th February, 2022 It all got into a bit of a muddle because we headed toward Troy without actually wanting to go there and then Grant asked me to program the GPS to take us to Hannaford's in Greenwich ("Green-witch" please), so I did that but the dopey woman decided … Continue reading Diversions
28th November, 2021 Searching for a letter I'd laid carefully aside Led me into boxes best left undisturbed. Inside so many pictures Of friends long since interred. Pictures of the pets I loved And held close to my heart. Their faces hang in frames. From the rest why can't I part? It's not the weather … Continue reading Pain and suffering
0713/15th September 2021 Today's mail brought the survey promised after my recent hospital stay. Like everything else in the USA, the questions are multiple choice. That won't do it for me! Surveys arrive here on a daily basis and in my opinion, they are not worth the paper they are printed on. Except to the … Continue reading Admissions
. It’s a cold day in May Hares and rabbits Rabbits and hares. You have to say that To keep gremlins at bay. So they say. On the first day Of every month. But you have to say it First, before another word Is heard From your mouth. Otherwise, it all goes South, Presumably. My … Continue reading May Day
"Yoiks", as someone I once knew used to say. It's a term used to describe a somewhat amazing or alarming situation. That covers what's going on out there lately in these United States. How is one supposed to concentrate on anything? None of what is happening has actually affected me at all, in fact, except … Continue reading Blowing my cork
These past few days I feel as if I am knocking my head against a wall. Like everything I do takes me off on a tangent of confusion and frustration. Technology, largely. Anyone who has an on-going prescription for a controlled substance will understand. Apply for renewal two days ahead of time and they look … Continue reading Bashing my head
Fudge. It's what my brain feels like as I try to juggle the various drugs that keep me mobile every day. Sometimes lately it's like walking through thick mud trying to find two sensible thoughts to put together. The one thing I have missed since moving back to New York is the sessions I had … Continue reading Fudge