An observant writer's take on relationships, health, living in Chicago, unusual experiences, the news, retirement, books, hobbies, volunteering, smart shopping, and anything else that's on my mind
I joined Jewel’s Fresh Pass because I wouldn’t be able to go to the store after my knee replacement surgery. Delivery is free if you spend $30 — not hard to do these days — but you are asked to tip the driver from Door Dash. I wish all vegetables and fruits didn’t arrive in separate plastic bags, but so be it.
Every delivery but one has gone smoothly, but that one was bananas (pardon the pun).
As the oldest Baby Boomers turn 80 this year, a quiz has been circulating online to test how well Boomers know or remember the pop culture of our youth. I could answer only 4 of the 20 questions.
I didn’t do much better on Mind the Gap, a board game of trivia from four generations, which my family played over Christmas. I answered few of the Boomer questions and drew a blank on those related to later years.
Observances of Jane Austen’s 250th birthday, including festivals, Regency-themed balls, concerts, talks, exhibits, and parades, were reported around the world. That I did not note my favorite author's semiquincentennial until December 16 had come and gone tells how much I’m neglecting the news to avoid hearing the name Trump.