Category Archives: The Good Old Days

The Eyes Don’t Have It Anymore

It’s bad enough that aging is affecting the area around my eyes. Now it’s affecting the area inside my eyes. And my self-esteem – I mean, come on – I had to buy a magnifying glass!! Continue reading

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Stop the Biting!

Was she biting him? Was she stealing toys or food from him? Was this some type of toddler dating ritual? Continue reading

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Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 3)

Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 1) here Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 2) here I followed the water ski ritual of the day before – this time seeing a few smirks on faces and … Continue reading

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Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 2)

Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 1) here Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 3) here As the boat (with me in tow) sustained its unrelenting voyage through the water, I concentrated even more on the … Continue reading

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Learning to Water Ski – In My Dreams (Part 1)

I saw a report on “The Early Show” about the learning power of sleep and dreams. The doctor/consultant talked about a study that had been done of people learning a new task. Half the people had to perform the task … Continue reading

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Cell Phoned

I went to the doctor the other day. And before I even went back to the examination room, I felt naked. Why? Because I had, somehow, forgotten my cell phone and left it at home. Why was I feeling naked … Continue reading

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Cell Phone – Dial Tone?

Okay. I picked up my cell phone to make a call. I released the lock so that I could make the call. Then I put the cell phone to my ear and waited. And waited. . .  And waited. . … Continue reading

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