If I can't be a dragon-whisperer, can I at least befriend a talking dog?
It helps to resign as controller of your fate. —Anne Lamott It happened again. I had a "Down" Day. Back in 2006, nearly all my days were Down Days. I wound up on disability because I couldn't work more than two days in a row. I was lucky if I had enough energy to... Continue Reading →
Thanks to my many physiological quirks, I've had to build my own health plan. I've learned that things that are healthy for others, like a vegetarian diet, are not healthy for me. Over the years, with the help of professionals and friends, I've discovered that I have a thyroid problem, various food sensitivities, and some... Continue Reading →
My husband has been traveling a lot lately and it's made me aware of something I'd nearly forgotten about: I don't feel like cooking when I'm on my own. When Kurt is home, I cook constantly, making sure we have healthy, tasty food to eat. When I'm by myself? I stare into the cupboard looking... Continue Reading →
Apparently, the number one thing you can do to increase the chance of good health in your senior years is to exercise now. Even the shortest walk is better than not moving at all, so my new goal is to move daily without being too strict about what counts as moving. Gardening and walking the... Continue Reading →
I turned fifty last month. I'm still trying to get my head around the number. When I was a kid, thirty seemed ancient beyond conception. So that makes fifty nursing home material, right? What staggers me most is how I knew it was coming and I didn't really think about it in advance. I've been avoiding sitting down... Continue Reading →
