Driving Miss Daisy…
95 and going strong. My mother never ceases to amaze me.
Finn woke up whimpering at 2am Saturday morning. Could it have been she was howling at the Blue Moon? I found it strange since she had slept through the night […]
Yesterday dawned sunny, clear and minus the humidity. My migraine was still hangin’ in just like the house guest that never leaves despite valiant attempts to kick them out.
There’s a celebration going on. I am ready to proclaim to the world that my mother just turned 95.
I wrestle with stereotypes and feel vaguely schizophrenic. To quote Popeye..”I am what I am”…I am a very independent, liberated woman as well as a mother and housewife.
Nothing beats Mother/Daughter Time. Saturday, Courtny and I spent quality time together.