Tag: Food

• Dinner and an Impromptu Show

  

  Earlier this month, I decided to reign in my temper.  I’m not saying that I have anger management issues or anything like that.  In fact, it usually takes a lot of prodding before I lose my cool.  I want to remain calm, no matter what the situation.  Tonight, my resolve was tested, and I think…

  jrusoloward

  December 28, 2017

  Musings

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• Follow-up: Sleep Deprivation and Increased Calorie Intake – Putting The Knowledge To Use

  

  What a crazy day!  I woke up at 1 AM to find my son had the chills and a high temperature.  Since he’s prone to seizures, we took him to the ER.  Four hours, a bunch of medicine and x-rays later, we were told he has pneumonia.  Not something that you want to hear, but…

  jrusoloward

  March 25, 2017

  Food, Musings

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• Another Snow Day!

  

  Let me begin by highlighting the finer points of my week:   Monday: I went in for treatment (for the boob cancer). Tuesday: I woke up with a backache, making it impossible to move.  I was in constant pain. Wednesday: Part A.  I saw my primary care physician, who agreed that there was something wrong…

  jrusoloward

  March 14, 2017

  Musings

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• Food: Does it Divide or Unite?

  

  My sister will often say that we were raised like Italian immigrants.  Although our parents were born and raised in the US (we even have one grandmother who was born in Boston), I tend to agree with her, especially where food is concerned. My mother didn’t believe in meals out of a box.  If she…

  jrusoloward

  February 2, 2017

  Food, Musings

  family, Food, Italian-American