I talked stocks to my 6 year old grandson!

I watch Jim Cramer whenever I can and I listen to him.  I do not buy stocks based on his recommendations BUT I listen to his advice.  I am a teacher, like him.  He tells us to get kids interested in stocks at an early age.  And the way to do it is by asking them what products they know and like.  Well,  after a sloppy explanation of what a stock is, and even I cannot wrap my head around what a stock actually is, I asked my grandson if he would be interested in the Walt Disney Company.  He said he did not like Frozen, so he would pass on that hypothetical stock.  But then he said he would like Netflix.  Now why didn’t I ask him 2 years ago, when Netflix was still affordable?  Then he thought:  What about a company that makes…you guessed it:  CHOCOLATE?

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I JUST GOT ANOTHER BOOKING!

Ok – so it is for next April…But I just got booked to do my Aging Discussion next April.  Sharing my stories from my book, RAGING AGAINST AGING, poems by Judith Viorst, Dr. Seuss, and citing Nora Ephron, we explore the five major concerns of aging.  This is NOT a How-To, because I do NOT know how-to age, we discuss our feelings using humor.

MY BOOK KEEPS SELLING!!

My book keeps selling.  The sales are all in the U.S. so far but they are selling!

Hope you enjoy the read!

4 more copies just sold! I hope you enjoy the read!

GIVE ME BACK MY FACE!

 

I have come to the conclusion that there is a narcissist inside each and every one of us.  My granddaughter— well, she looks like me.  Even though she has her dad’s nose and his mother’s round face, she looks like me.  Even though she is built a little chunky and she has sturdy legs and feet, and I have thin legs and high arches, she looks like me.  She does not have my blue eyes.  But she has my hair.  Her hair is curly and wavy.  It has a wildness to it.  It needs work.   But after a bit of detangler and after someone runs a comb through it, and after someone twists a little piece and puts a ribbon in, she is striking.  

She has my look, my expressions, my feistiness.  She is charming and likes to laugh.  She likes to make others laugh.  She is engaging and she can hold a conversation.  

I had plucked a wild chin hair and it left a mark.  June noticed it when I was changing her diaper.  

“What’s that boo-boo?” she asked with sweet compassion.  She reached up and gently pulled my face down and said:

“I want to kiss that boo-boo.”  And she did.

Then she squirmed off the bed with an intent look on her face.  She has something to do and somewhere she has to be.  She is two and a half.

Dare to cross her, and she will give you a piece of her mind.  On occasion, she is knows to scream:

“Get out of here!  I didn’t ask for YOU!”

I cannot help it.

“Give me back my face,” I say mildly amused.  She laughs and pretends to rip her face off and put it on my head.  

“Give me back my hair,” I continue in awe that my looks and possibly my personality skipped a generation.   She is undeniably a part of me.  She pretends to pull her hair out and puts it on me.  But in a split second she takes back both her face and her hair.  

I look at her and I see a little me.  And I can’t help but be a little narcissistic and ever so proud!

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THANK YOU FOR A WONDERFUL AFTERNOON!

There are benefits to publishing that no one really talks about.  It opens the door to a whole new world of networking.  You have put yourself out there and others who have done so, recognize it.  THANK YOU to CARYN ISAACS, Patient Advocate, who invited me (and my husband by default), to a networking party of SUN-Q.  I learned a whole new vocabulary yesterday  – the vocabulary of SUN-Q.  There are people in place, out there, to help with elder care- all the different resources that are available – in Queens but they exist in Brooklyn, on Long Island.  They are a phone call away.

My book RAGING AGAINST AGING  was the raffle prize.  And I was there, as its author.

THANK YOU AGAIN!  Your parents do not need to age alone.  And our generation put in place a safety net so that we will not have to age alone, either.  Let’s hear it for the Boomers!

 

SO WHO EXACTLY IS THE LUCKY ONE?

Should I be thankful I had polyps the last time I had a colonoscopy?
When you get to be a certain age, you are torn between a rock and a hard place. Take the routine colonoscopy for example.
When Phil had his colonoscopy the gastroenterologist declared that he was clean as a whistle.
“That was it,” he announced, “no more colonoscopies necessary.”
Phil was delighted…at first…Till I figured out the reason.
Medicare pays for a routine colonoscopy every 10 years. In ten years, there would be no reason to even check…
So am I lucky that I need to do a colonoscopy in 3 years? Does that make me more “relevant?”