Heads up – I am being fairly sarcastic in this. If you don’t understand sarcasm, don’t read. I was just reading commentary how all the news in Europe focused on the closing of everything in Brussels because of the threat of…
Monthly Archives: November 2015
Not a Turkey
My flamingo wanted to check the turkey pan for its comfort. He decided it was very nice – for a turkey. This Thanksgiving, my flamingo is thankful he is not a turkey! He decided to help with the cooking.…
Frosty Flamingos
An odd thing happened in these fair woods last night. When I woke this morning and walked the beast, I noticed the windows in my vehicle were no longer transparent. That was not too surprising; I had seen frost on…
To Roast Two Poor Red Peppers is Too Much
I am ashamed of myself. I just ate some hummus that was called, “Roasted Red Pepper.” It made me think. Why is it only the red peppers get roasted? Have you ever seen anything made with roasted green peppers, yellow…
Viewing a Brand New World
My flamingos have been exploring These Fair Woods for a long time – well at least since the spring. They are a little concerned about the changes in temperature. They are not sure how they will survive in the winter,…
The Minute Hand Beats the Rhythm to all Things Happen for a Reason
So, I know they say all things happen for a reason. I just don’t always know what the reason is. It all started with the alarm going making its daily noise. Typical way to start the day, I know. The…
Assisted Living Is Still Living
It was a nice home, painted yellow with white trim and surrounded by green grass and shrubbery. The turnaround in front was reminiscent of formal driveways of the rich and famous. Inside was a receiving hall with cozy seating arrangements…
Posted in Alzheimer's Disease, Uncategorized
The Saddest News in the Happiest Place
Dad’s health took a downward turn yet again. He had difficulty standing and by now spent much of his time in a wheelchair. He had his own hospital bed and other necessary accessories for his care. Mom did most…
Posted in Alzheimer's Disease
Where Were You on that Horrible Day?
I, like everyone else in this world, remember exactly where I was on 911. I was at the parks and rec signing my children up for various programs. A police officer came in the room and told the girl behind…
Posted in Alzheimer's Disease
