I have inadvertently created a monster. Laying in bed with my daughter, in my bed where at 7 she still falls asleep most nights, we were engaged in a round of the standard bedtime songs when I started a mash up and Bridget laughed so hard she cried. She thought it was hilarious and ever… Continue reading Itsy Bitsy Fru Fru
And good riddance I might ad; a thorn in my side has past. Daylight savings is the enemy of the unwilling early riser, stealing away the dawn in those desperate early days of spring and bringing hours of morning darkness in the fall. Usually today is a happy one for me, but today started with dog… Continue reading Farewell to Daylight Savings.
I have worn glasses since age seven; my first Optician, a kind and gentle man who made his own lenses by hand in a narrow windowless shop on Jay Street in Schenectady told me that the advantage of being so near-sighted was that I would never need reading glasses. Of the old school Dr. Lapidus always… Continue reading The Scattered Mind