Congratulations, it’s an infection!

My fellow spoonies will understand how good it was to hear from my doctor that I have (another) UTI. The “another” part not so much, but the UTI part explains a whole lot. I shouldn’t be, but I am still surprised how the effects of an infection, or anything that triggers an immune response, go so deep and wide. I’ve been taking nitrofurantoin ( a new one for me) for a few days now, so I’m expecting my strength, such as it was, to be returning soon.

In addition to overall physical weakness and increased lassitude, I find (and maybe you do too) any kind of infection leaves my cognitive functions dulled more than usual. Frustrating when I have so many brilliant ideas of to share with you.  I can feel the ideas fully formed rolling around in my noggin, but when I sit down to write, I don’t seem to be able to build words around any them. In my younger, healthy days, I wrote a great deal. My stream of consciousness seemed to flow directly from my brain onto the page. I produced great bushels of chaff, with maybe here and there an actual grain of wheat. Not so much anymore. It seems that my writing forte now is the false start. Add in the complication of using dictation software and I never seem to be able to get anywhere.

Anywho, enough about me. While I don’t think I will post to this blog anywhere near as often as I would like to, I hope you few enlightened souls who follow One Life will be patient and stay tuned. In the meantime, feel free to poke around in my photography portfolio at Captured Light.

Better yet, turn off the computer and go play in the sun.


I’ve lived with a lot of cats. Ever since I was a kid, there has always been a cat or two around the house. I don’t remember all of their names, but a house is more of a home when there is a cat in it. There is a different kind of consciousness at work in a cat, something mysterious and intriguing. I love their distinct personalities and their independence. Cats can see things we can’t.

There are currently three cats living with us – Toki Wartooth (Not A Bumblebee), Jiji The Little Black Cat, and Tombo. Toki’s name is drawn from a universe beyond my understanding, Jiji’s and Tombo’s from the  movie Kiki’s Delivery Service, a family favorite. My daughter named them all, and did a fine job of it, I think. Toki is the oldest, rescued from the mean streets of Belfast, Maine as a feral little kitten. The other two were properly fostered and, while not blood relatives, were raised together and function as brother and sister.

I love all three of them, but Tombo especially fascinates me. I’ve never met a cat like him. His facial expressions and body language are unique (I’ve never seen a cat do that head-cocking thing that dogs do when working something out), and no one can nap like he can. He is very photogenic. Click on the photo below to see my tribute to Tombo.



iuThis little machine, the Black and Decker Fusion Personal Blender, is my favorite household appliance. I won’t go so far as to say it’s changed my life, but it’s come close. Essentially a power drill with the business end pointing up, it’s fast, efficient and easy to clean up. I’m not shilling for B&W (tho if they wanted to toss a few promo gifts my way I wouldn’t report them for ethics violations), I’m just a satisfied customer.

My Breakfast Ritual

I stuff the bottle about half-full with greens (I keep a bag of cut-up kale in the freezer, spinach works well, too) and about 1/4 cup of water. Blend that up for a few seconds. Add a banana and frozen strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, or other frozen fruit (I get bags of cut-up fruit blends at the supermarket.) Fill the bottle almost to the top  with soy milk, and top with a heaping tablespoon of cocoa powder. A dash of cinnamon or ginger if I’m feeling sassy. Blend it all up until smooth, and enjoy.

Of course, this recipe is only a suggestion. Customize at will. Use whatever you have on hand. Try adding a bit of carrot, some peanut butter, coconut, other kinds of milk or  juice. More frozen fruit makes it like soft-serve. Dip into the spice rack – make your smoothie spicy with cumin or chili powder (don’t knock it ’til you’ve tried it). Go wild. You’re an adult.