Nurse White shops for Korey’s recovery. (Note: side pocket wine is for the nurse.) Last week, Korey, needed a nurse for post- dental surgery in Washington D.C. Mom to the rescue! Does having four wisdom teeth pulled in eighteen minutes count as surgery? I don’t know, because: I never got wisdom teeth.… Continue reading Can’t You Just Sit There and Be Quiet?
To those I’ve interrupted, “Guilty as charged”. It’s recommended that we find our “third place” to write, do taxes, work, read, pay bills, think, study, sketch, paint, workout or meditate. I tried a Third Place on Sunday. What and where is your third place? It’s not home, or work. It is… Continue reading Why I Gave Him the Finger
For most of my life, January was the draggy, first month of the year. That was all. Then in early1988, January became the month that forever made me a better Bobbe. I found out I was pregnant. (Forgive me, in the olden days, we didn’t say, “We got pregnant.” It still confuses my brain.) … Continue reading January: from grief to great
Bobbe White/1.13.18. We have an unconventional method for gauging aging at the White house. It involves baby gates to keep Lily White, the black Lab, from roaming room to room. After reading, you’ll understand how gates experience aging cycles, not unlike humans. For Puppy Lily, we used 24” gates. She never attempted… Continue reading Puppygate: gauging aging.
Bobbe White My extremely wise friend, Lisa Pemberton, says, “Ask not what are you doing, but ARE you doing?” She knows me well. If anything speaks my truth, this is it. When our son, Nick, was a little pup, he’d ask many times a day, “Doing?” We would tell him, but he never… Continue reading HaPpY dO yEaR!
Wtad.com/whitepages/11.17.17 Bobbe White It was one of those days, when the universe says, “Not so fast, Kid!” Life is easy peasy? Watch this…” Most of my laundry piles were washed, but unfolded. There were a few piles of dirty laundry too. Hey, it’s been busy around here, okay? I would do pile management Thursday evening… Continue reading The Only Thing Normal in My Life…
/Wtad.com/whitepages/11.10.17/ Bobbe White, Head Corker “Here she goes again” are the words in a bubble (caption) that Jeff is playing on a continuous loop in his head lately. Most evenings and weekends, you’ll find me in a chair surrounded by oodles of wine corks. Wait…it’s not what you think. I am not obliterated, wasted or… Continue reading HERE SHE GOES AGAIN
Wtad.com/whitepages/102017 Bobbe White Dad/Irvie turned 93 Sunday. It was a simple occasion. His food is pureed now, which sort of blows the whole cake ‘n candle thing out of the water. Alzheimer’s. Grrrr. Cake, candles, gifts and photos are just window dressing we can do without anyway. His needs are small. Our quest for dignity… Continue reading Dad’s Lesson or Dad’s Gift?
Wtad.com/whitepages/101317 Bobbe White On a sunny September 9th, Wrigley Field spread before us. It was my first visit. I now have a certificate that says so. The ballpark is spectacular, from the rooftop bleachers to our seats in the shade and I now have a greater appreciation for “Field of Dreams.” As we waited for… Continue reading Oh, Those Cubs, Always Full of Surprises
/Wtad.com/whitepages/9.14.17 Bobbe White It’s Thursday, September 14, 2017 and in today’s news, the Hurricane cleanup begins in Florida and continues in Houston. Kim Jong Un is still running loose with bad hair and fires in the west are clearing their own path of destruction. How do you stomach all of these disasters, when you look… Continue reading A Check….Seriously?