I was in that dreamlike drowsy kind of sleep when I heard them…footsteps on the stairs.  Not the timid “don’t-wake- Mama -who -works -second -shift” kind of footsteps.  Oh no…they were the “I -don’t –give- a- damn/I’m –pissed” kind of footsteps.  The bang, bang, bang in rapid succession jolted me from my sleep.  It was…

I took the girls for a photo session last week.  They say cheese only once a year now.  During the cancer scare it was once every six months. The C-word is but a faint whisper so the poking, pulling and smashing is an annual rather than a perennial. Mammograms are not pleasant but necessary. Being…

I wish I spoke her language!  What the hell is she trying to tell me?  Luna my wonder kitty “talks” all the time and for the life of me I can’t understand a single “word” she’s “saying.” It’s so frustrating.  Before I even get out of bed she visits me in the wee hours of the…

Have you seen the Seinfeld episode when Jerry puts on a pair of cowboy boots only to  realize he looks utterly ridiculous?  Kramer of course tried to convince him that he looked spiffy and said “You look like a cowboy…”   Jerry’s quick reply,“I don’t wanna be a Cowboy!” What was wrong with the boots…absolutely nothing,…