The story goes like this: I go to the Ear-Nose-Throat clinic because I’m tired of my ears being plugged up all the time. Seems my ears are NOT plugged up. I need frickin’ hearing aids. I can’t believe it. Apparently it’s “advanced” hearing loss for my age. I just put the capital “O” in OLD. I’ve already got trifocals and now I’m getting hearing aids? HA! All I need now are dentures, a walker and a case of Depends and I’ve got all the playing pieces for the “Game of Old”. It can’t be --- I’m only plenty-six years old.
CAUTION: No, “What? I can’t hear you”, jokes. You know who you are?
Note: Not the same kind of hearing loss as my mother’s.
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Chihuly at the Phoenix Desert Botanical Garden
From my readings about the glass artist he doesn't sound like a very nice man. However, I visited his glass show at the Phoenix Desert Botanical Gardens in March 2009 and found the exhibit magical. Click on the above link and check it out.
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