clouds of white spray greet me with the drone of hair dryers and the hot breath of blow dryers It’s Friday, I’ve arrived at the onsite salon at the retirement community of Baywoods to pick up mom half a dozen very senior women sit, lapped in magazines or silence watching beauty take its sweet time and when she gets home, mom combs out the stiffness, primps the quaff, stealing glances as her head turns side to side dare I say women have a cozy relationship with mirrors

serious holds most of the important positions in life so many evaluations require steeled rationale with a business focus that entail many specific steps to guide us through the day and because of that I like to giggle with a quirky comment or snort and snicker from life viewed upside down anything to lighten the mental gravity even affection, often delivered in well-coifed packages like love you and you take care needs refreshing sometimes you have permission to un

Gracie was always the silent explorer a curious, wandering dog we’d lose track of daily and frantically search for until we bought some metal tags that clattered when she walked and clanged on her water and food bowls until one day while licking a plate she pulled away, suddenly shocked by the noise so much she stopped eating and drinking for two days until we purchased plastic I.D.s that allowed her to resume feeding and hydrating in peace and sneak around the house ag