Home hospice, how to hack your way to success without a machete — How to deliver pills to the pie hole — hack So I’m dumping pills into my mother-in-law’s mouth with a perfect pill cup we like to call, “We saved the top of the Benadryl itch spray from going to the garbage, and now it’s THE perfect pill cup!” Score 1 for upcycling! Yes, we thoroughly washed it first. A Snyder…

Oops, I did it again, air plant anti-care — My air plant care skills are so bad, I can’t even keep the planter alive. 6 months. My latest attempt to keep an air plant alive lasted 6 sad fear-filled months. I don’t know what happened. This last attempt was going so well. …

Laughter is to crying as ying is to yang — Grandma’s not afraid to be silly — punk rocker Grandma rocks the hair do. Silhouette of a Grandma doing her Sudoku puzzles, wearing a bright green and blue punk mohawk wig. She was game — bring it on. That was only a few years ago. Today, I held the water cup and straw up to her mouth. …

A science-art project meets mom and dad — “Do you have any more homework?” Mom looks up from her computer. “I just have to turn one thing in.” The daughter turns to leave. “What homework did you have?” “Science.” The daughter oozes reluctance like molasses on a snowy day. Mom jumps on that quicker than the Cat-Dog on…

It’s so good, that even Roomba wants to play with it — “I had a package delivered to you.” My mom said through the phone. “It’s on your porch right now.” “Hold on,” I held the phone to my chest and pointed to my teenager. “Can you see if there’s a package on the porch?” She returned and opened it. …

Yes, it’s as scary as it sounds — Picture a quiet cool morning, lounging in your favorite leather chair with your feet up and sipping your mud-water with your significant other. Husband in my case, and he’s sipping a coffee so black it makes a black hole seem beige. We shared a peaceful moment together. The kind you…

I haven’t been able to write since Russia declared “special operations” aka war on Ukraine — War is raw spelled backwards And raw is how I’ve felt for the last few days, weeks, months. My writer's block is not because I have nothing to write. On the contrary, I do. …

I had a day so bad; it exhausted my mom just hearing about it — Four months ago, a veterinarian diagnosed our family dog, Lia, with hip dysplasia. Of course, we hadn’t bought health insurance for her because we couldn’t afford it. She started limping a few weeks ago, and it was time to take her to an orthopedic surgeon. I called vet after vet…