That’s on me. That’s on you. That’s on them. That’s on us. We must learn to own our actions.
After 67 years, my parents had been split up, not by divorce, but by different aging conditions. While there was no question about the strength of our friendship, it was confirmed many times by Michele’s willingness to accompany me on my visits. There are two kinds of humans in this world: those who can deal… Continue reading My friend, Michele, is Just the Best!
Bobbe White-4/26/18/ RECAP: the three wise monkeys. Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil and See No Evil. Yes, I know you read about this months ago, but stress is one of those concepts everyone understands differently. We know stress is the devil incarnate to our bodies, our relationships, our work and our brains. So why… Continue reading STRESS NO EVIL- 2018 experiment
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?
It’s been quite a week around here, since Dad died February 22nd. In honor of the fact that he died on George Washington’s birthday, a profile picture which I thought looked a bit presidential is featured. Also, before we go any further, I apologize that this post at least twice as long (or more) than… Continue reading Leave it to Irvie: Goes Out With a Giggle
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
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/8.10.17/Bobbe White/ Alphabetiquette (n.) al-fuh-BET-i-ket) simple manners for couth after youth. By surprisingly popular request, this is a continued list from my 1.27.17 post, where A -D were introduced. These are common sense manners we see broken every day, everywhere. I post these, not because I am Ms. Manners, but because certain actions bug people.… Continue reading Alphabetiquette: more couth after youth
Bobbe White for wtad.com/whitepages/8.01.17/ To a teacher, the month of August is like a month of Sunday nights. Suzy Duker Goodbye July. Hello School. If there’s ever a memory trigger, going back to school is a powerful one. My vivid memory is first day of kindergarten at Madison School. My outfit has quick… Continue reading BUT SHE THINKS I’M A BOY!