eatthefrostingfirst

  Hey  You know what I’ve been thinking?  I wish I was the person who really enjoyed exercising. I wish I was the person who was disciplined to give up sugar. I wish I didn’t inherit my Mom’s “bottom” genes. I wish I didn’t get cancer. I wish oldest had an easier time in life.  I wish I lived in a warmer climate. I wish  I wish I wish So what I was thinking was- I’m kinda tired of wishing. I am who I am. It is what it is.  Sure I could improve upon things. And sure life hands you lemons. And absolutely  there are people who have it way worse than me. (And I spell absolutely wrong every single time -in spite of my pride in being a decent speller) It’s time to stop wishing (Time to go fishing? Credit Jimmy Buffett) Time to start living  In The  Moment Heard a few shitty scary stories this week which was another reminder of this- There’s no guarantee of a tomorrow So you know what I’m gonna say right? EAT THE FROSTING FIRST! Happy Thanksgiving t...

  Here we are. We are called the sandwich generation.  Caring for parents. Caring for kids. (Caring for our dogs, cats, spouses, partners and oh yea.. somewhere in there we are supposed to remember to care for ourselves too) I took care of my Mom as she aged (my Dad had passed away 10 years before her) so I’ve learned a little through the years that I thought I’d pass along  In case you care.. At some point, your parents age to the point where they will need more help.  Some may need minimal help- some more intensive.  Some may need to move into a “facility” (whatever a facility may mean to you) My advice is this:  Think ahead. Often facilities have a wait list. When your parent may need to move, your head may be spinning 100 different directions, and you don’t want to feel pressured into picking a place out of desperation.  I moved my mom in the midst of my  chemo- it was; to say the least; awful.  Which is why I come to my next point; ask f...