Of Horoscopes and Fortune Cookies
Did you ever notice that the symbol for Virgo looks like it spells “me”? Read more in my most timely blog post (yes, this actually happened today!).
Becoming a Chihuahua
Of course there are some Chihuahua traits to which I cannot relate. “Graceful” has never appeared in the same sentence as my name. The slowness, rigidity and gait problems in Parkinson’s only make my lack of grace more obvious.
Not Too Bright
“I just need someone to call me on my BS. Make sure I’m not kidding myself.” Read my latest blog post, Not Too Bright, about learning to be careful what you wish for because you may learn more about yourself than you wanted to know.
Whiskey or Beer
“Maybe it’s more about the ride, but I can’t get the destination out of the back of my mind…The whole thing has got me thinking about drinking more.”
Superhero Jockstraps
“… there I was, standing on my assigned numbered square on the playground blacktop in my oversized in gym shorts and shirt, tugging at the straps on my crotch and legs. Do I have this thing on correctly?”
Looking Good
It is like receiving a passing grade on a test and the teacher says, “good for you, I expected you to fail.”
A Freshly Paved Road
“The tar in the specialized shampoos eliminate dead skin cells and slows the growth of new cells. This did not sit well with me after considering California’s La Brea tar pits…” Read more here.
Parkinson’s Made Me a Liar
It is tiresome for others to have to hear more about my Parkinson’s when all they really want to know is if the leftover tuna casserole is safe to eat or the previously opened wine is drinkable.
A Harry Situation
“I was not surprised that singer, actor, and model Harry Styles was trying to attack me… I might have been surprised were it not for our history.”
The Eyes Have It
I thought I was just having dinner with a friend, but it turns out she is also an amateur neurologist.