by Kathy | Sep 18, 2018 | After Cancer
Hello, my name is Kathy and I’m a hoarder. It has been ten years since I last purchased Slenda at Sam’s Club and I find myself in my car on the way to “restock”. I have no idea what the “best by” shelf life is, but it is so cheap that I can’t help myself as I drive 30...
by Kathy | Sep 13, 2018 | After Cancer
Have you ever noticed that men and women approach chores differently? Take mowing for example. My husband gears up for mowing as if he is going into battle. He wears boots, pants and long sleeves along with goggles, a face mask and a big straw hat, and his mower has a...
by Kathy | Sep 5, 2018 | After Cancer
You know it is humid in Iowa when even the frogs want to come inside. I opened the door last night to see a tiny frog clinging to the screen door hoping to get a blast of air conditioning, and Steven found a family of frogs living on top of the shop light. (I’m...
by Kathy | Aug 30, 2018 | After Cancer
Last month, I was helping customize some closets in my daughter’s first house. My work crew was comprised of several paramedics and nurses that work at the same hospital that my daughter works at. I was supposed to be supervising, but I have never been the sort to...
by Kathy | Aug 20, 2018 | After Cancer
It is the subtle statements in the instructions that always seem to create a problem. I remember assembling a stationary bike and getting to a simple instruction to insert bolt B into the crossbar and frame. Sounds simple enough, but in fact, a person would have to...
