Birthday Tsuris

Another year inexorably rolls around. Like it or not, I am 75. And so, a riff on the tsuris of birthdays -My children sent me flowers – a lovely bouquet that obviously cost a bundle. They sent it online to a Philadelphia florist, who came shortly after dinner, bearing...

74

Doing well. Hubby made me lunch and we’re going out to dinner soon on the first night that doesn’t bode rain. Meanwhile, baking a couple of baguettes. Backyard is green. Tomatoes in the raised bed ablossum. My grandchildren facetimed. Got Wordle in 3. Hey,...

A Little Morning Zen

We learn, as adults, to plan ahead: Organize your life, be productive, use your time wisely. Get an education, get a job, get a better job, have children, have more children, buy a house, buy a better house. And in those middle, sandwich years, it’s generally...

Old Friends

Perhaps everyone has a moment like this.  Perhaps not.  In any case, this is mine. So, two days ago, I decided on a whim to look up a boy I used to know fifty-some odd years ago in college.  I do things like this periodically, but not too often.  I...

Lemonade

About two months ago, the New York Times had a wonderful video on Jocelyn Bell, the Irish astronomer who discovered pulsars, rapidly rotating neutron stars that emit regular pulses of radio waves....

Every Day is Covid Day

My husband got his first shot through U of Penn Hospital, who reached out to him, since he has been a patient. He’s due to get his second March 11.  Despite our signing me up at half a dozen sites, however, I hadn’t gotten mine yet. Philadelphia is...