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- @levarburton Help spread the word about new book project about #Alzheimers, Every Minute is a New Day. kck.st/1qT0AjB Thank you. 10 hours ago
- Friday night cite attack. #catsofinstagram @ Panthercorn Mountain instagram.com/p/wz3ojWo7YK/ 11 hours ago
- Still making progress. Let's find more backers for Every Minute is a New Day. kck.st/1qT0AjB #Alzheimers #kickstarter 15 hours ago
- I am really confused. What does this medicine do? #pharmacyducks @ Silverado Senior Living At Onion Creek instagram.com/p/wy__DFo7ZN/ 19 hours ago
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Tag Archives: Alzheimer’s
Hello beautifuls, It has been a while since I’ve posted. There is a great reason. I have been working on my Alzheimer’s book Every Minute is a New Day. And the Kickstarter is now live and ready to support. Please … Continue reading
“You’re only given a little spark of madness. You musn’t lose it.” -Robin Williams What is life without a little madness? What is there to take so seriously that we lose our sense of curiosity and wonder? Life has been a … Continue reading
Recap of a pretty spectacular few weeks. Friday the 13th brings delicious catfish Let’s go back a few weeks to Saturday the 14th. That was the day I learned that I owe Harry Manfredini* a fuck-ton of money for torturing … Continue reading
I admit it; I’ve been off my game lately. You, my pretties, have been suffering months of blog silence here on amymoloney[dot]com. It’s tragic really. For a while I almost thought I lost my funny. Have no fear, the funny … Continue reading
OMFG Amy, where have you been?!? I know you all have been going crazy without my mindless dribble in you inbox every day. But I assure you, I am still around. Although, a bit stressed with a job at a … Continue reading
Inspiration Art is as much a part of my soul as breathing. The past two weeks without my hands covered in paint, ink, or clay has made me turn into a shell of my true self. When I pick up … Continue reading
This post has taken me a week to write because it is such an emotional transition in my life. I am sorry if it seems disconnected and rambling, as I am typing this with a quivering lip and watery eyes. … Continue reading
Here is the latest doodles of El Rey Pulpo. He and Nurse Bitterpill had some fun while the power was out on the Alzheimer’s unit.
I have been laying low in order to pack and prep for the big move, which is happening in less than 3 weeks. So much has been crammed into the past few weeks that I haven’t had time to write … Continue reading
This is the third year I’ve watched the Superbowl through the eyes of Alzheimer’s. Football is so much better through the eyes of Alzheimer’s.
I’m sure you all want to know what it’s like to have a conversation with me. So here is a short conversation I had with my best friend about the fact that I am stuck at work chasing after the … Continue reading
Sorry for the absence, my pretties. I hope you all had a wonderful holiday. I kept busy working the Alzheimer’s unit, being a naughty little angel by dancing like the dance of the sugarplum fairy for my demented old folks. … Continue reading
As I continue to hone my resume and marketability for my move to Austin, I find that I am constantly stumbled by writing a decent cover letter. For someone who writes constant dribble about herself on a blog I have … Continue reading
I took a few days off from blogging to spend time with my family. I hugged my mother, my sisters, my nieces, and my nephews extra tight. Then I spent time with myself, appreciating how much I’ve grown in 2012. … Continue reading
I’ve been a bit out of touch from my blog the past week or so. I haven’t posted much, or read other blogs, or even left inappropriate comments on my friends blogs. I am going to post a longer rambling … Continue reading
I’ve been neglecting Nurse Bitterpill lately. Not exactly on purpose. I’ve just been so busy with everything going on in my world that I just haven’t gotten around to updating her blog. The other night at work, I had one … Continue reading
When an old lady punches you in the nipple, be grateful she didn’t have to aim her fist at your waist.