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Orthotics And Old Lady Shoes

Say goodbye to love.

You might have thought that I was going to pen a sad post about a love lost, or some other serious matter, but I am not. It doesn’t make my tale of woe any less sad but in these times, I think we need a dose of levity and I hope I can solicit a smile. Getting older just plain bites. At almost 60, I understand things that worked, either don’t work now or need some assistance. My bifocals are…

National Eat What You Want Day.

Today, May 11th is National Eat What You Want Day. According to Nationaltoday.com, “Restricting yourself from your favorite foods can be difficult. That is why, on May 11, we celebrate National Eat What You Want Day! On this day, people are encouraged to treat themselves by giving in to their sweet tooth, carb-loading without having a marathon to run, and eating breakfast for dinner. Because on Eat What You Want Day, no one can tell you what NOT to eat.”…

Microphone To Tell The Truth

Can’t we just tell each other the truth?

I am a truthful person. Yes, I may have once said that the lime green color was great for a bridesmaid dress, but she did not pick it anyway, so no harm no foul. I may have hedged a bet or two, but overall, I am honest. Given this declaration, I believe others are entitled to their opinions and truths. Some of us are more open about feelings and thoughts than others. As an Italian, I do not shy away…

Oreo Cookie Recipe

Uncle John’s Dunking Cookie

We said good-bye to Uncle John this week. My brother-in-law died unexpectedly last week at just 54 years old. He loved and spoiled three nieces and two nephews and most importantly taught them the righteous way to dunk a cookie. It is Friday afternoon and the eve of what looks like a snowy Upstate NY weekend. Perhaps you have the makings for a favorite homemade cookie. I am requesting everyone to make this recipe or any other cookie recipe you…

Lighthearted Child

How’s your heart and soul?

I am certainly no mind reader, soothsayer, or mental professional. Pasta on the Floor has always provided me with an outlet to share my thoughts, usually on the more entertaining side of life. That is difficult to do these days. Faces are clearly wearing concern, fear, and anxiety. I passed a dozen or so people on my walk this morning properly distancing themselves, yet their eyes betrayed them. They longed for interaction and communication, just as I did. This post…