Everybody talks about the weather but nobody ever does anything about it. It’s sort of like the weather report for Congress: ‘Two to three feet of Drama with Bullsh!t blowing in from all sides’. I’m wondering why do we need a weather report 3-5 times a day on the newscast? Have we just decided it’s the way it always has been even though they are probably not really needed? There is a weather app on my phone that will give me an accurate 5 day forecast for up to 12 Cities or Countries and there’s an instant current temperature read on my TV screen 24/7 whenever I push the program info key. My atomic scan clock gives me continuous weather info for both inside and outside my house along with moon fullness and humidity readings. There’s also a weather app on my TV remote control which gives me a 10 day forecast on temperature, humidity, rain, snow, wind and cholesterol reading. There’s even an outside/inside temperature reading on my car dashboard. So why are we so obsessed with weather reports? I could understand the need if you lived in Crazy weather Zone, Denver Colorado, where the morning could be 70 degrees and by the time you left the grocery store, school or your office it could be snowing or vise versa. Those people never know what to expect and that would drive me crazy. On the other hand if you lived in Hawaii, they would only need to give a 3 minute weather report, once a week on Monday morning. There’s a pretty good chance the variance would not exceed 2 percent. I think the only thing we really need, to tell the weather, is a primitive devise called a ‘Weather Stone’ which is a simply 4 inch rock tied to a 15 inch heavy string and hung from a tree. Cavemen used it before Cable TV weather reports. It will give you an accurate weather forecast as follows:

Condition Forecast
Stone is wet. Rain
Stone is dry. No Rain
Ground shadow. Sunny
White on top. Snowing
Can’t see stone. Foggy
Stone swings. Windy
Stone gone. Tornado

Sometimes I wish I was the ‘weather’. You would bring me up in conversations forever and when it rained, I’d be the talk of the day. ❤️ Ro



Being locked inside with family for 7+ months can be a test of patience and control but when home machines like Alexa start giving you grief you feel like you’ve entered a whole other level of the Twilight Zone. When you ask Alexa to play your favorite song and she says “No, I don’t like that song anymore!” or if you ask her for the score of the 49ers and she says “Who the hell cares, I’m watching the Dodgers game!” You know that Twilight Zone has arrived. I heard her talking to herself the other day, or so I thought. Turns out she’s having a secret affair with Siri. Since the warranty has expired I guess I’ll have to live with it. Just another ‘normal’ day in 2020. ❤️Ro


For my MS friends who have asked for a copy of this article on MS Fatigue to share with family and friends, here it is:


It’s time for me to talk about a pretty common occurrence in my life, those times when I have to “pay the MS Tax”. That’s what I call it anyway. I’m referring to that period of time after I’ve tried to act normal, when I’ve put on my best smile (real or not), bit the bullet, and went out and actually did some sort of activity like most people do. That time when I feel like I’m paying for acting like everyone else. For me, the day after an activity is typically filled with fatiguepain, and even confusion that necessitates me doing next to nothing. While my experiences certainly don’t reflect everyone with MS (or other chronic illnesses for that matter), I know there are many that do deal with this phenomenon.

Having to have a recovery day (or even days) has become such a necessity to me, that my wife and I have to plan for it. As you can probably surmise, if there are two things happening back to back, that means picking and choosing one over the other. Most times that’ll be whatever comes first because I will always tell myself “oh I can do it all”. I tell myself that and then the day after the first event, reality comes crashing down, I’m stuck in bed or on the couch and looking terrible because once again I’ve had to cancel at the last minute.

Even though logically I know I am going to need down time, I still tend to get this attitude that I can do everything. My wife knows better and will try to talk some sense into me but at the same time, I imagine it’s pretty hard to do that. MS and other chronic illnesses can be such roller coasters. You get lots of crappy lows but when you do feel good, it’s so rare that you want to take on the world and do everything possible. That leads to overdoing it which leads to an even longer recovery time. The process then keeps repeating itself.

So what happens when it’s time for me to pay the MS Tax? As I’ve mentioned, it’s a lot of laying down, either in bed or on the couch. For me, it’s primarily that because my legs will be weak, any attempt at standing and walking is tough. Just making it to the bathroom becomes an adventure! I would happily try to sleep the day away because I am overwhelmingly fatigued. The simplest of tasks, even trying to change the channel on the TV with a remote feels like I’m trying to swim through quicksand. So sleep should be a no brainer here, except that sleep becomes difficult too. That’s because, like many others with MS, I suffer from some extreme pain. For me, a lot of my pain gets focused in my legs and arms. It’s often a searing, burning sensation that feels like my body is on fire from the inside out. This kind of pain makes trying to relax and sleep quite difficult, no matter how tired or fatigued you are.

While I’m home paying the MS Tax, it’s easy to feel that I’m missing out on life. The advent of social media makes that even worse because I can see the fun times being had by all. I’m at the point in my long tenure with multiple sclerosis that I realize that this is a part of my life. I make the best of the times when I am out and try not to feel like I am missing out on others. I try to look at it as though I’m not missing out, I’m just preparing for the next time. The problem I do have is feeling bad for my wife that I can’t always be there with her. As hard as it is for her, we’ve come to an agreement that I still want her to get out there and do all that she can no matter what my condition. In a way, I feel like she is out there representing me while my body is at home recovering. At times I do feel the tug of loneliness, but I do feel some solace that at least one of us is getting out there. I’d feel ten times worse knowing that my illness prevented her from enjoying life.

Like regular taxes, paying the MS Tax is now an unpleasant but unavoidable part of my life. Acknowledging it and having the right attitude about it is so very important to avoid getting depressed about it. As I said, I like to think of it as just getting ready for the next time.


People are so crazy when it comes to food preferences. Like my friend who always wants me to ‘taste this’. I don’t want to taste her food order. If I wanted what she’s eating, I would have ordered that. She’s a dear friend who has been on an unending quest to convince me her vegetarian lifestyle could get me to give up ‘In and Out’ Burgers. Ha. Last time we met for lunch (pre-Covid) she said “Here, taste this, it tastes just like Turkey but it’s made with Tofu.” I said, I don’t want to taste it because I already found something that tastes like turkey, it’s made with turkey and it is turkey. You would think after all these years she would just give up. I like to throw her contemplative questions about her food choices like, Can vegetarians still eat Animal Crackers? And, if two vegetarians get in to an argument can you still call it a ‘beef’?

I think it would be cool if you could eat good food with bad food and the good food would cover for the bad food when it got to your stomach. Like you could eat a carrot with an onion ring and they would travel down to your stomach, then they would get there, and the carrot would say, “It’s cool, he’s with me.” Now that makes sense to me, buddy food and then everyone is happy. ❤️Ro


I’ll miss the ghosts and goblins that knock upon my door.

But something much more frightening, has made me say no more.

There is an unseen evil that lurks within the night

And to me it’s much more scary and gives me quite a fright.

A virus they do call it, it whispers through the air

And if you do not wear a mask

You’re in for quite a scare

So when the moon comes full, on this the Hallo night

Just lock your doors and hunker down

Stay safe and out of sight!


Well it’s getting closer, Election Day. One reason I’ll be thankful for it to be over, beside the pathetic bickering debates, will be the end to political TV ads, mailbox ads and the political phone calls which Congress protected from the ‘Do Not Call’ option. Oh, Congress and Bipartisan, which just means…too many Republicans and too many Democrats and not enough US Congressmen. It’s scary to think what could be accomplished if they would all work together for the good of the US Citizens. Too many BIG power Egos all around. By the time a person gets to be at the level of a US politician they have been bought$$$ ten times over and often their focus is on the next election instead of the next generation. Sometimes I think if voting made any difference, they wouldn’t let us do it. Anyway, this 2020 election fits right in with all the other craziness of this year. Now go Vote 🇱🇷, maybe it will be counted. 📪 ❤️Ro


With all the turmoil in the market today many large companies are looking for mergers to keep afloat. If you can buy stock when it happens you can make some good profits.

Watch for these consolidations later on this year:

Progressive and Allstate will merge and become Prostate Insurance.

YouTube, Facebook and Twitter will merge and become YouFaceTwitt.

Stop and Shop will merge with A&P grocery to become Stop&P

Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics, Fuller Brush, and W R. Grace Co. will merge and become Hale, Mary, Fuller, Grace

Polygram Records, Warner Bros., and Ritz Crackers join forces and become: Poly, Warner Cracker

3M will merge with Goodyear and become: MMMGood.

FedEx is expected to join its competitor, UPS, and become: FedUP.

Grey Poupon and Docker Pants are expected to become: PouponPants.

Knotts Berry Farm and the National Organization of Women will become: Knott NOW.

Still under consideration: Taco Bell and Weinerschnitzel to become BeanerSchnitzel.

Only in America!😂😁😎🙀


After studying my husband for the last seven months of stay home confinement, I can say with certainty that women are more complicated creatures. Our brains are just wired differently. I’m pretty sure I could get a grant to study why men leave drawers and cupboards open or even more interesting, leaving drawers open just 1 inch from fully closing. This has been an ongoing study in our house for the last 40 years and still no logical answer, so It has to be something to do with brain wiring. I think men are rather simple creatures. Their list of needs is short and uncomplicated, whereas a woman’s list can be several pages. If a problem situation should arise for a woman, a man is eager to offer his advise on how to ‘fix’ it. Women don’t want that advise at that critical moment. They just want a few minutes of compassionate understanding. Most women already know how to fix the problem. It’s amazing to me how men and women learn to be compatible and live together in peace and hormonal harmony. I guess it’s just called love. ❤️Ro

Man’s simple wiring

Woman’s wiring


Grocery store employees are unsung heroes on the front lines of the coronavirus pandemic. Not only do they risk infection to keep our families fed and our pantries full of Cheese-its, they offer one of the last remaining opportunities to interact live with another human being. For those who must shelter alone, it may be the only human ‘one on one’ conversation they have all week. These workers are forced to deal with unending complaints from anxious customers about out-of-stock items, required masks, special “senior shopping hours” and one way isle markers which are seen by some as an inconvenience. People take grocery store workers for granted, I couldn’t agree more. Take time to say thanks for their service next time you shop. Not all heroes wear hospital masks — some wear aprons instead. ❤️Ro


So many things have changed since this social distancing has become a part of our everyday life. Drive throughs are the new way of living on the safe side. The grocery stores will shop for you and you just drive up and they bring it out and put it in your car. Pizza places are also on board, just call it in, drive up and they put it in your car, no need to turn off your engine. You can get your prescriptions at a drive up window at many drug stores and some churches are doing parking lot,in your car, sermons. In Las Vegas you can even get married at a drive through wedding chapel like ‘Viva Las Vegas’ although I think it should be mandatory for you to take a DUI breath analyzer test for that. Kaiser Permanente will be doing flu shots next month via drive through inoculations. I think that’s a good idea, however, I am concerned about the rumor they may start drive through mammograms soon and I am definitely opposed to that one! ❤️Ro

Weddings starting at $199. Optional Prepaid Divorce Package starting at $5,000.


Some days it takes a lot of work just to be OK. After 7 months spending 24/7 with your loved one it’s not always easy to be pleasant and cheerful. It takes effort to overcome this tedious confinement. I have my crabby days and when I do I can’t blame it on MS, it’s because I’m not making the effort. Pity party for one maybe? Thankfully we both give each other space when that happens. Love isn’t a state of perfection, it’s accepting the other person for the way they are right here and now, my husband knows how to do that. After 40 years of not just loving my husband but being ‘in love’ with him, I know our love is strong and we adjust to temporary moods. We understand it takes patience and knowing when to speak when words are needed and to share the silence when they are not. It’s strange having so many hours together every day for months on end but there is no one I would rather be with and I am thankful our love is tender and eternal and we still love each other on crabby days. ❤️Ro

“I’ll have the Crabby Cakes”

We must NEVER forget

September 11, 2001 was a horrific day for America when thousands of innocent men, women and little children were brutally murdered by the islamic terrorist group. It may have been the last time our Nation was united. Everyone had their American flag flying as we stood together in shock and disgust at this senseless crime against humanity. Please fly your American flag this week in remembrance of the 3,000 Americans who died that day. We’re still the Greatest Country in the world!🇱🇷🇱🇷🇱🇷🇱🇷🇱🇷🇱🇷🇱🇷🇱🇷Ro


The English language is a mystery to most of us. I once took a crash course in German for a trip to Austria and I remember the teacher saying most people don’t know that it’s the English language that is one of the most difficult to learn. From our bizarre spelling rules to our free for all grammar and the regional accents sometimes makes it hard to believe we all live in the same USA. The placement of a word in a simple sentence can change the meaning entirely. Example: Place the word ‘Only’ anywhere in this sentence and see how that affects it ‘She told him that she loved him’. Yes, English can be weird but it can be understood through tough thorough thought, though. Word pronunciation is always a challenge too. Logically speaking you would assume if womb is pronounced woom and tomb is pronounced toom then shouldn’t bomb be pronounced boom? It’s also easy to misinterpret the spoken English language. This sentence has 7 different meanings depending which word is emphasized:

‘I never said she stole my money’.

So let’s not be too hard on people from other countries who move here and don’t master our English language. As you can see, it’s no easy lesson and I think we’re all still learning. I is. ❤️Ro

Misunderstanding the English language.


Fast Food. I wonder if that’s mostly an American thing. And when did the drive through window service first start? I don’t remember that when I was a kid, car hop service was the closest thing back then. At some point after the TV remote was invented did some CEO think, Americans are so damn lazy let’s just tell them they can just drive around back and we can give them their food through a special window with no guilt? No need to bother walking the 40 steps from their car. They even have drive by trash cans for the greasy french fry paper and milk shake cup evidence. Everything is anonymous. One thing I don’t like about drive throughs are those miniature ketchup packets they give you. I’m not a fussy person but by the time I finally get the packet open, it’s enough for 1 fry. If you ask for extra ketchup they likely will hand you 20 packets and by the time you get them all open, if you haven’t chipped your tooth, the fries are cold. I love french fries and especially McDonald’s fries. They have just the right amount of hot grease and salt. I feel delightfully satisfied when I eat a bag of them and surprisingly sad when they’re all gone. Sometimes there’s a little surprise and you will find an unexpected missed ‘bonus fry’ hiding in the bottom corner of the bag. It’s like finding a five dollar bill in the pocket of a coat you haven’t worn in two years. Just a tiny momentary joy that makes your day! ❤️Ro


With my MS I really try to rationalize the food I eat and make good choices but there are some foods there are no reason to ever eat, like a Cinnabon. Have you ever eaten one, you have to take a nap half way through, it’s kind of a magical vacation experience. And the smell of them baking is like Satan calling out to you…come this way…you need this. Oh, they call it a bun but it’s the size of a bean bag chair. You could actually sit in it and eat it at the same time, but be sure you have pants on, they’re sticky. Standing in line for a Cinnabon is an experience in itself. No one makes eye contact, we’re all feeling a little shame. The face masks help on anonymity. I always say I’m just there for the napkins. If you’re at the airport and you need an excuse to buy one, you can sort of rationalize you’re sick of airplane food and would rather have an 8 pound sugar bun instead. Warning, the people sitting next to you will give you the snake eye and start drooling. My only real complaint about Cinnabon is they don’t deliver. I think the American Diabetes Foundation convinced Congress to outlaw that. It’s a pity. ❤️Ro


MS fatigue is very different from the feeling of being tired or exhausted that people without MS may experience following heavy exercise or a busy day at work. Fatigue involves a sudden loss of energy and not being able to continue an activity. It can be either physical or mental fatigue or both at the same time. Oh NO! For me fatigue feels as if I’m an inflatable and someone has pulled out the air-stopper. My brain gets fuzzy, my balance gets worse and my legs feel heavy and clumsy. It’s one of those cruel MS symptoms because there is no warning signal before it hits and can happen when you’re in the middle of trying to do something or getting ready to go out. It can feel like a barrier to trying to live a normal life with MS.

Unlike the limits of plain everyday tiredness, which may give a little when pushed against, MS fatigue can be difficult to recognise what your limits are until you’ve overstepped them. Understandably friends and family can find it hard to understand how your energy can go from 60 to zero so fast. We MSers don’t even understand how that can happen, it’s odd and unsettling. It’s an invisible symptom that can rock your world when it hits. Fortunately it’s not an every day experience and we learn how to deal with it until it passes. It can take love and kindness for friends and family to finally ‘get’ how debilitating it can be and how very frustrating it is to both us and them. So be patient, MS is an ongoing learning experience that takes time and compassion to understand and accept for everyone. ❤️ Ro

I need to take some time off to recharge my batteries.


School days, school days, good old golden rule days. Ha, I wonder how many kids even know what that term means. Needless to say the new educational circumstances have become a source of family chaos. I can understand the parents mixed emotions of letting their brood return to the classroom or keep home schoołing them. Parents are exhausted and kids are bored. When I volunteered with the Big Sisters program my 8 yr old little sister and I met at her school for lunch. There were 31 students in her class room that should have had only 15 desks. How can it be possible to safe distance teach under those circumstances? Impossible! The school districts better start lining up substitute teachers to replace all of the ones who will be on 14 day quarantine. What a mess. I’ve heard some parents say they are finished with home schooling, between their kids trying to call in sick and showing up late to school, they are only teaching ‘anger management’ now, which may not be such a bad thing. So glad our kids are grown and they are the ones doing the homeschooling. ❤️ Ro

The homeschool lunch menu changes as the weeks move on:

Teachers lunch: A dry martini up with an olive and a side of prozac.


106-108-108-106. No that is not my NETFLIX password, it’s the daily California temperatures for the next 4 days. It happens every August so no surprise. Then we just hope there are no power failures so the air conditioner keeps working. Heat and MS are mortal enemies and can cause all kinds of miserable flare ups. So I’m staying low and slow today, whatever that means, I just liked that it rhymes. It’s so hot today, I saw a dog chasing a squirrel and they were both walking, I take that warning seriously. So until the heat index drops below OMG and WTF, I will remain indoors in front of the fan with a pitcher of lemonade and my remote. Hope you will do the same. ❤️Ro

Just another day in paradise. 😎


I think a lot of us have grown tired of our ‘Home Restaurant’. I’ve been pretty creative on meals with lots of fresh vegetables but I’m ready to have those veggies served in carrot cake, zucchini bread and pumpkin pie. My husband and I look at each other at about 5:30 pm and ask “What are we putting together for dinner?” Admittedly it’s a lack of motivation from both of us. We are moving about in a fog cloud these days which I use to blame on MS. I think I’ve made every type of soup there is. We both cook but he is often the main chef depending on what creative ingredients are on hand, it’s getting to be a challenge. We’ve put pizza on the back burner for awhile. The last time I ordered one they asked me if I wanted it cut in 4 or 8 pieces. I said 4 because I couldn’t eat 8. Duh I’m craving comfort food now and the diet food is not on the menu this week. The only time I’ll be eating diet food is while I’m waiting for the steak to cook. 😱. ❤️Ro

Creative cooking, using the old noggin.

Stressed spelled backwards is Desserts


I find it Interesting that since this covid isolation began, RV sales have increased 100 percent and camping gear is flying off the shelves. What could be better than a day filled with exploring the great woods while donating blood, one mosquito at a time, in a tent? Camping appeals to those who want to get closer to nature while getting farther away from the nearest cold drink, hot shower, comfy bed and flush toilet. To me that sounds more like a homeless camp. Personally I think camping is natures way of promoting the Hotel business. Some National Parks now have long waiting lists for camping reservations. If you have to wait a year to sleep next to a tree, something’s wrong. I think camping is the only vacation where you work harder preparing meals and taking care of your own living space than you do in your own house. Overall I prefer the adventures and luxuries of a nice hotel with indoor plumbing and a hot shower and Daniel Boone and friends can have the S’mores and great outdoors experience. ❤️Ro

Hope to see you at the campfire soon.


Cell phones are both a convenience and a curse. We jump to answer every ding or dong it screams at us. People expect an immediate reply or they feel slighted. Too much pressure. I hate it when people text “Call me”. I’m going to start calling them and when they answer I’ll say “Text me”, then hang up. The only thing I can compare a cell phone to would be a women because we love to be held and talked to, but if you push the wrong button you are sure to be disconnected, especially if you try to push the ‘mute’ button. My mind is getting so foggy from isolation I was searching the sofa cushions for my cell phone and then realized I was using the flashlight on my phone. If it was really a smart phone you should just be able to call out…”where are you?” and it would say something like “In your hand” or “second cushion on the right”. If a woman designed it, it would have that feature for sure. The saddest part about cell phones is even though they can bring you closer to the people far away from you, they can also take you away from the person sitting next to you. Take care on that one. ❤️Ro


To all the wonderful, much needed and most appreciated medical community Heroes , thank you! Many of us know some of these wonderful, compassionate people who are at the front line giving care and treatment to those fighting to survive from this deadly virus while putting themselves at a very high risk. How can I ever complain about being isolated and protected when they get up every morning and look death in the face. Yes there are days my MS fatigue is hard to cope with, but I can’t imagine what their physical and emotional fatigue must be like watching this raging virus take life after life while they continue on trying to save the next one. Their post traumatic syndrome will be with them for years. They are in my prayers for their health, protection and strength. Please put them in your prayers too. ❤️Ro

152,320 Covid deaths since February


No, life is not fair. Who knew you have to eat something healthy more than once to get in shape. I wish everything was as easy as getting fat. At my age I enjoy long romantic walks to the refrigerator instead of the beach. I’m being good this week and have been eating lovely salads for lunch with our sweet homegrown tomatoes. Homegrown tomatoes are one of the best things about summer, we take them for granted until we are stuck with tasteless winter hothouse tomatoes. I really do try to eat healthy and once I make up my mind and set a day to start, I do fine. It’s the second day that I start to waffle. Well, waffle and bacon if you get my drift. I use to eat a lot of ‘natural’ foods but I kept hearing people can die of ‘natural’ causes and I didn’t think it was worth the risk and I’ve never heard of anyone who died from eating a Twinkie. Of course you have to include some exercise in the healthy eating plan. My exercise plan is a cross between a lunge and a crunch or as I like to call it, lunch. I think being a human makes it a bit harder to get on a good eating plan. If you were a Beaver and you were hungry, you could just eat a part of your house. Zero calories and no fat. Food is essential of course and we have to be taught how to handle the over abundance of it. Like that age old saying: Give a man a fish and he’ll have food for a day, but teach a man to fish and he’ll spend all day at the lake drinking beer. You just can’t win. ❤️Ro



These months on sheltering in place have been confining but safe. When the pandemic first hit it was easy to say, ‘yes gotta stay home and be safe, this won’t last forever’. Back in February I really thought we would still be taking our July road trip to Oregon. February seems so long ago now with August creeping up on us and Sacramento transforming the huge vacant Arco Arena into an axillary hospital that can now be ready with a 72 hour notice. I was reading about the 1918 flu pandemic with 50 million deaths and the thing that struck me was, they couldn’t get the majority of the population to wear masks. Men especially rejected the idea as not masculine and there was a huge Ad campaign to get them on board which obviously was not that successful. True ignorance is not the absence of knowledge but the refusal to take action on it. So why do we seem so enthralled with finding intelligent life on other planets when we need to find it right here on earth first? This doesn’t mean I’m not a people person, I’m just not a stupid people person. I am now more than ever aware of a level of vulnerability I didn’t have in February. I would like to get back to the business of living without the fear of the next trip to the grocery store could be a death sentence. No one knows for sure where this is all heading but I think we all share the need for life to make sense again. Let’s just hope it happens soon. ❤️ Ro

🎼Oh it looks like raindrops, so many raindrops keep fallin’ on my head 🎼


When I was 9,10,11, I lived close to a city park in Michigan. In the summer, I would ride my bike there for a relief from the heat. There were lots of big shade trees and a breeze so it was much cooler then our house with no air conditioner. I would hang out at the City Recreation Shack. They had board games and some craft things you could make. Mostly I loved playing checkers and one summer I won the Checker Championship award. Our family never took a vacation when I was young, there just wasn’t the money for that, in fact my first vacation was when I was married in my late 20s. That vacation was to Disneyland, something I had wanted to do since I was a little kid and a faithful member of the Mickey Mouse Club. It was a wonderful experience and every bit as magical as I had hoped for. I remember how fascinating the Haunted House ride was. I think I required 3 rides through that one. Oddly the man who designed that ride now lives a block away from me and has a crazy wonderful Halloween decorated home in October. I’ve had some lovely vacations since that first one but it will always remain one of the special ones. Vacations are wonderful to look forward to especially when you are working in a stressful job. Getting away from that stress is such a relief and time to replenish our energy, physically and emotionally. I think we all need that right now with so many months staying home with this Pandemic. Kids really got cheated out of an important part of their youth. I feel so bad for all the millions of people who had to cancel their vacation plans to get away from it all this summer. I will be happy to just get out of the house this year, Oh please. ❤️Ro

The beach is closed…GO HOME!

What do you mean you’re not booking anything until 2022!!!


I did a marathon today. Well it was a Netflix marathon. I’m starting to run out of things to watch. This afternoon I watched Groundhog Day with Adam Sandler and realized I was also living it. I started thinking that television is an invention that allows you to be entertained in your living room by people you would never allow in your living room. I actually hate television as much as I hate peanuts, but I can’t stop eating peanuts. I was talking to my friend on the phone today while watching TV. She told me I’m watching too much TV and I should be doing more reading. I told her she was right so I turned on the closed captioning. Multitasking? I think I watch about six hours of TV a day, well seven if there’s something good on. I enjoy our big screen high definition TV, everything looks bigger and wider, kind of like going to your 25th High School Reunion. With my MS, I prefer television to the movie theaters, it’s much closer to the bathroom and I can bring my own popcorn. I love my remote control too, it let’s you discover there’s really nothing worth watching much faster. Let’s face it, if Philo Farnsworth hadn’t invented the TV we would still be eating our frozen Swanson’s dinner in front of the radio. Now that would be boring. Tonight I watched the Home Shopping Channel, which I love, because it’s commercial free and then the Discovery Channel. I actually learned something on there…I need to get a life. ❤️Ro

“Whataya say we turn off the TV, go upstairs, get in bed and turn on our computers”


It’s summer and there is an abundance of wonderful fruits and vegetables available. They’re like God’s own pharmacy, so full of healing things for your body. My husband came home from Costco (old folks hour) with a carton of peaches, grapes and beautiful black cherries. They taste so wonderful. A farmers market peach vendor told me how to tell when a peach is ready to eat. Put your finger on top near the stem nub and slightly press, if it moves in a bit it’s ready. If it doesn’t, 2 days on the countertop and it should be ready. Sadly some produce are not given a fair shake, and I’m not talking about smoothies. For instance, one of my favorites, the tomato. Why can’t Produce Authorities make a final decision on if it’s a fruit or a vegetable? The poor thing is psychotic with this split personality tag. And how about artichokes, this ones going paranoid with all this choke hold coverage, and a group of lawyers are asking for a politically correct name change and they want that artichoke statue in Monterey taken down. Potatoes really have a big ego, they’re so versatile with chips, mashed, baked, tater totts and french fries. It’s like the other vegetables aren’t even trying. This can cause problems in the produce department. And how about the stigma broccoli is still living with from former President G.H. Bush hating it. How many mothers heard “If the President won’t eat it, I’m not gonna either”. Who knows, maybe Bush had top secret info on broccoli, he did live to be 94. So I hope everyone is enjoying all the vine ripened fantastic summer produce available, we’ll be missing it this winter, I’m sure. ❤️Ro


I love the Spaniards, they know how to enjoy life. At 2 pm they close their business and head home for a ‘siesta’ which is Spanish for nap. They have their main meal, maybe a little wine and a nice nap until about 4pm. Doesn’t that just sound delightful? Americans could use more siestas. Maybe they wouldn’t be so darn uptight if they did. Imagine how improved our tight ass politicians would be with a daily siesta. They may even start working together and get things done. Wow, what a concept. I have come to love naps during this home isolation. I pretend I’m meditating because people think you’re cool and hip if you meditate but lazy if you nap. NASA did a nap study with pilots and found a 40 minute nap increased their cognitive function, lowered their blood pressure, improved muscle reaction time and their mood. I could benefit from all of that with my MS, but do I need to learn how to fly a plane first? Naps have become my stay at home Happy Hour. They’re a little risky now, I never know if I’m going to wake up in 30 min, 3 hours or 2022. Yes I’m retired but love a good party and by party I mean siesta. I wake up every morning and plan to be productive and a little voice in my head says in Spanish ‘hahaha, good one!.’ and we both laugh and laugh and then we take a siesta. Hey, I didn’t even know I could speak Spanish. ❤️Ro

buenas tardes. 💤🕰
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Doing laundry is not my favorite chore. I think I’m always at least a week behind and that laundry hamper is never empty. Laundry day is probably the only exciting day in the life of clothes. The washing machine is kind of like a secret night club for them. It’s dark in there, there’s bubbles and they’re all kind of dancing around together in there. But if you open the lid they immediately stop. You know they’re in there partying but you’ll never catch them at it. Socks are the most amazing clothing item. They hate their job, holding stinky feet being stepped on all day. The dryer is their only hope for escape. I think they plan it the night before in the hamper. I can just hear them planning, “I can’t take it anymore Crew, tomorrow it’s the dryer, I’m out of here. You stay here” and low and behold that one is never to be seen again. They’re like little mini Houdini’s. The trouble is, once the word gets out, the others want to try it and the chance of catching them is almost zero. The really sad part is the one left behind becomes a derelict cleaning rag, which is just as bad as holding a stinky foot. Sure glad I’m not a sock. ❤️Ro


I lost my zest today. What is zest anyway? It use to be a soap but obviously it didn’t work. I woke up in a Super lazy mode. It’s like a Regular lazy mode but I’m wearing a cape, or is that my summer robe? Oh OK, I’ll still do my exercises but they will be more like Diddly Squats and a few Fork Lifts because I struggle with exercises like the simple sit up. I lay flat, put my hands behind my head and BAM, I’m taking a nap. However, in all fairness, I am wearing my jogging pants today, can I at least get credit for that? These stay at home days bring me back to my youthful school days and my favorite classes, lunch and recess. I told my husband I’m in power saving mode today, he understands that means ‘take out’ for dinner, no problem. Did you know there is actually a National Lazy Day, it’s August 10th this year. I’ll just wait right here, it’s not that far off. Can we start the weekend again, I wasn’t ready…oh wait I missed it, it’s Monday.❤️Ro

Sing it Patsy


The idea of living a long life appeals to everyone but the idea of getting old appeals to no one. We are complicated creatures. It’s sometimes difficult to think about the cycle of life even though we all know the final chapter here on earth will one day have a ‘The End’ stamped on the last page. It reminds me of an old blue grass song by I.B. Skunked, ‘Every Body wanna go to Heaven, but ain’t nobody wanna die’. There are many studies on what is the number one fear of most people and it’s not death, it’s public speaking. So does that mean people asked to speak at funerals fear being at the podium more than being the guest of honor? Go figure. Maybe when we lose a friend or a family member our mortality sets in a bit firmer. I know the old saying, the only certainty is death and taxes, but the difference between death and taxes is that death doesn’t get worse every time Congress meets. I’ve lost some beloved family and friends these last 12 months. They were loving, kind and good people and I will greatly miss them, but the one certainty life has taught me is ‘Life Goes On’ and we need to move along with it. It’s easy to take family and friends for granted but don’t let that happen and never miss an opportunity to tell them you love them, over and over again. ❤️ Ro


With such close quarters 24/7, spouses need to keep these tips for a happy marriage in mind: Husbands….

Always love your wife for her personality. There should be at least five you can choose from.


If your husband says He’ll FIX it, he WILL! There’s no need to remind him every six months.

Love your covid Cell Mate, you’ll probably never have this much time together ever again. Please. ❤️Ro


Don’t you wish you could just fast forward to next February so we could see how this whole 2020 mess has turned out. I’m keeping my Faith strong that we will still be here to tell future generations the unbelievable story of how the world came to a stop. It still seems like a bad dream sometimes. The trouble with ‘Real’’ life is there’s no Danger Music playing to warn you. Like if you leave your house without a mask you should hear the theme song from Jaws, warning you there’s a blood thirsty Covid killer on the loose. To those of us who wear a mask to protect ourselves and our loved ones, the person not wearing a mask becomes the danger. What has happened to common sense? I know I shouldn’t get worked up over things I have no control over, or people I don’t understand, but honestly, I would love to break them in two, like a cheap glow stick, and shake them until the light comes on in their little pea brains. Of course I could never do that with my MS balance issues, I would just fall over. But it might be worth it. ❤️Ro


When does season Two of 2020 start, I do not like season One! The buttons and button holes on my pants are starting to social distance themselves. I know a little extra girth on the outside means less than what’s on the inside, just like the refrigerator is also a perfect example of what’s on the inside matters. What?? My mind is like a pinball machine today and I want it to stop but my husband keeps giving me quarters. He’s an enabler and I’m blaming this on him, but I love him and anyway I can use the money. He made me a great breakfast today of waffles and crisp bacon. Yum. Waffles are pretty amazing, they’re so tasty and considerate. It’s like they’re saying, ‘here, let me hold that syrup and melted butter for you in these convenient little boxes.’ Pancakes make no effort at all, they’re lazy and disappointing. I vote for waffles! ❤️Ro

My MRI brain before MS

My MRI Pinball brain today


I am not a morning person. I use to be when I was a working girl. Oh how I hated that 5:30 am alarm clock. It was harsh and cruel but I got up anyway because there was a mortgage to pay. When you have MS you never know what type of a morning is in store. It could be so-so, good, great or exhausting. Sometimes when I get out of bed it’s like stepping on a land mine but I’m the land mine and after the explosion I spend the rest of the day putting the pieces back together. Fortunately that doesn’t happen often. And I still don’t know what all those dang chatty birds are so excited about at 5 am, aren’t the worms still available at 10 am? I think the best part about waking up isn’t ‘Folger’s in your cup’ it’s that you DID wake up and your loving family and friends are there to cheer you on. I feel older when I wake up but by noon I feel more like 55 and for me that’s a good and big difference. So I’ll let the birds have the early mornings and I’ll just get up when I’m ready. Nowhere to go anyway. ❤️Ro

THE 2020 RiDE

So here we are in month 4 and Covid Sacramento hospitalizations have jumped by 50 percent since last week. Fasten your seatbelt, this isn’t Disney’s Mr Toads Wild Ride. It’s more like the Matterhorn on Steroids ride. Dogs are looking at their owners and thinking, ‘See, this is why I chew the furniture’…stress. I found my new empty 2020 Day Planner in my desk today, well that was a waste of money. I wonder if I can send it back to Amazon as defective, not the planner, the year. I never thought that comment ‘I’d never touch him with a 10 foot pole would actually become National Policy but here we are. I’m a mental mess, all this doing nothing is hard because you never know when you’re done. I need structure. Good Night. ❤️Ro

This is the way we roll now.