It all ADDed up — Part I

You'd think I'd have been upset. But a few years ago, when a psychiatrist told me I had Attention Deficit Disorder,* it was a relief. That diagnosis -- one I'd always suspected -- didn't exist during my childhood. But it explained a lot about my life. Why I experienced so much failure in school, jobs, … Continue reading It all ADDed up — Part I


Toilet Tawk

"Today you can go to a gas station and find the cash register open and the toilets locked. They must think toilet paper is worth more than money."       -- Joey Bishop Is it just me and my dyslexic brain? I just abhor washing my hands in icy cold water. So every time I come … Continue reading Toilet Tawk

Phoney foibles

Yup, so I did it again. It was back on Oct. 4 -- I had another of those dyslexic, forgetful, foolish days. In the car on the way to the airport I decided it was time to set a security code on my cell phone. And, no, I wasn't driving -- I have a hard enough time … Continue reading Phoney foibles

The sour smell of success (or not)

"And if the food is truly vile, as my ersatz eggs Florentine surely were, then the cook must simply grit her teeth and bear it with a smile -- and learn from her mistakes."                                              … Continue reading The sour smell of success (or not)

Time, time, time …

Stayed up way too late last night writing that blog about dinner for breakfast. My therapist asks if I get stuck in perfectionist mode, one of the traits of ADD. I say no. But when it comes to writing this blog, it might be true. Having that slight dyslexia thing, I've always been a careful writer. … Continue reading Time, time, time …