For those who celebrate Thanksgiving, I hope you had a great one this year. The Fisherman and I had a quiet dinner at home with just us and our dogs. He no longer has any immediate family, and on my side, both of my parents are gone and my siblings were off doing their own …
Today is two weeks from Thanksgiving and as I was out doing my dog poop-scooping chores, I started chuckling, thinking of an exchange The Fisherman and I had this morning related to Thanksgiving gravy, and since I do some of my best thinking and problem-solving while scooping dog poop, I said to myself, “Self…..you need …
Interesting behavior I’m noticing in myself now with only being about a month and a half into retirement. It’s kind of a rebellion against having to do things—ANYTHING. Granted, there’s really not much that I “have” to do anymore. Yes, the dogs need to be fed each day, there’s general cleaning, laundry, that stuff and …
I know I will never be able to predict where my brain will go with selecting a topic to write about and I like it that way because I can just go with whatever hits me as my mind wanders, (get it?—“Wandering Gray.”) The Fisherman will say that’s an understatement that my mind wanders, and …
Observations on getting used to being one of those gray-haired retired people 