For Wordless Wednesday.
Speak no evil

For Wordless Wednesday.
I go to the guest bed to take a nap. I reach for the blanket and touch… fur. I recoil. Boa cat wakes and blinks at me.
She looks so warm that I go curl up on the couch.
This for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #86.
I walked early Friday. I passed this sculpture on the way to coffee and stopped. I like the addition…
I took this walking through my neighborhood about a week ago and am submitting it to Photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #85 . And here is an old riddle, to stump your friends:
walk on the dead ones
they mumble and grumble
walk on the live ones
nary a rumble
The photograph is from Thanksgiving in 2007, a friend using my camera. That is me and my daughter dancing. She was good at that lift! It’s mostly timing, rather than body weight. She jumps at the same time as I lift — and I’m jumping too!
My daughter called last night, stranded in New York City, the bus company she had set up with turning out to be very fly by night. But her brother got her a train ticket and she ran for Penn Station and now is with family! Hooray! I am thankful!
For Wordless Wednesday.
I’ve quit
again
stop start
stop
quit
I don’t think I’ll go back
it wastes the days
makes me so sick
takes so little for me to overdo
I resent lost time
and suffering
my body doesn’t want it
and tells me so
ferociously
alcohol you say?
that too
but I was talking about men
The photograph is my mother’s father’s mother. I have one of the originals. The back is stamped: Battle Creek, Michigan. So she was having a “rest cure” at Dr. Kellogg’s famous health retreat.
We are in open enrollment for health insurance in the US. Meaning that they all are going up in cost and they are cancelling plans and offering new ones. And advertising: pick a plan right for you!
What the hell does that mean?
It means that all of the plans exclude things. Oh, well, aromatherapy…. that’s what you are thinking if you are not a US citizen. Of course the plan doesn’t cover aromatherapy or crystal healing or fringe treatments….
Well, no. I had to choose between two plans when my daughter was 17, that is, two years ago. I could choose the one that covered cancer OR the one that covered pregnancy. Uh, yes, that is correct. One EXCLUDED pregnancy healthcare and the other EXCLUDED cancer healthcare. For me and my children.
Which would you choose?
My mother died of cancer at 61 and my sister at 49. My daughter was not dating yet. Observing.
So we picked cancer.
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