Coming Soon to a Post Near You!

What, you might ask, is all this with the pet pictures?

I am busy.

But soon, I will take the time to post these delightful stories to tickle your need to know about a boring person named Judy.

In posts to come, read about:

As I go through my day, the theme from "Sanford and Son" plays repeatedly through my brain. I am switching my 'art loft' into an empty (i use that term losely) bedroom. I'm having little success.

Daughter is nearing the end of her first pregnancy. Oldest Son is nearing the end of being off his broken leg. January looms magnificently on the horizon for both of them.

Youngest Son is no longer with the most wonderful girlfriend he has ever had. We are trying not to kill him for being such an idiot. Yet, at the same time, since we all love her so much, it's hard not to be happy for her. The only thing Youngest Son has ever committed to is a particular brand of underarm deoderant (warning...do not name your daughter 'old spice').

Frantically, I search for new prescription coverage for my parents. Their total medication costs run around $8,000 yearly. Their insurance company has quit carrying prescription insurance as of December 31. I could rant on and on (and will, someday) about how impossible it is to find out which plan will best cover them, and their plethora of drug needs. Do these people not notice that senior citizens are OLD PEOPLE? When the major need is for drugs to help with dementia, one wonders - if you can't remember what day it is and whether or not you've had lunch yet - HOW CAN YOU MAKE MAJOR DECISIONS ON SUCH COMPLICATED STUFF???

Please check back for a more complete list of things that cause me to grind my teeth.