Posts Categorized: Family

They’re around here somewhere

Normally, I don’t answer the phone when the caller isn’t identified and I don’t recognize the number. But, filled with the good spirit of the holidays and an eerie sense of familiarity, I did pick up on a local call yesterday. It was one of those, “I thought I recognized that number…” moments, as it turned out… Read more »

Uncivil war

Last Tuesday, I received a surprise text from my elder nieceling, ironically spending a few days with a friend in Philadelphia. She was distressed about the direction the election results were taking. “Scared” was the word she used. She texted that she felt we would all be “screwed” if Donald Trump won (rumor has it,… Read more »

Phenomenal!

Just over two weeks from now, my Dad and Stepmom will celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary. I think that’s phenomenal. Not because it’s especially rare, (his Dad and Mom were up to 65 years together when Grandpa died), but because it’s so often unnoticed. It struck me most clearly with the hullabaloo this week over a… Read more »

Locked in

Time for another of those posts where I could just simply put a picture of me face-palming myself and captioning, “D’oh!” It’s a hard thing, sometimes, to admit that I may be falsely claiming the title of homemaker. Every now and then, someone skewers my vanity with some totally obvious point of which I’ve been… Read more »

Occam’s razor

Occam’s razor is a not often enough used principle of logic that says, basically, the simplest answer is the best. Now that I am permanently beardless (until I grow my beard back again), the siren call of an electric razor is hard to resist. Both men and women can attest to the drawbacks of a… Read more »

Priceless

It. Is. Time. Well past time, really. After 15 years of handing out hundreds of comic books every Halloween, I have finally whittled down my vast storehouse of comics to a single closet. Admittedly, a single highly and deeply stacked closet, but, yes, a single closet. So did it come to me that yea, ’twas… Read more »

Fear me

Fear me I’m a middle-aged white male living in a solidly middle class family area. About the only minority card I can play is the Jewish card, although, to be fair, the last time I saw the inside of a temple I was standing up front, singing in Hebrew. Fear me My parents acrimoniously divorced… Read more »

(Not) Hot in Cleveland

I dunno…maybe it’s a Florida thing? Owing to our Mom’s death from colorectal cancer (seven years ago next week), my sister and I get bumped up the schedule for colonoscopy screenings. We get the displeasure of going every three years. So, last week, there I was in the waiting room of Cleveland Clinic trying to… Read more »

White is the new black

When I moved to live here in Boca Raton, over 20 years ago, it was a surprise move for me. I had always expected to stay “down south”, closer to my Miami roots. My job at the time made the move sensible, as it was a (relatively) quick jaunt to work from my current home,… Read more »