CIMPLE – A Curious Introvert's Musings & Photos about Life and Enjoyment

The art of wearing many hats. My mother took a big spill last week that she is slowly recovering from and I’ve had to adjust quickly to wearing many hats and none suit me as well as my bucket hats. The chef’s hat required my first attempt at making poached eggs and while I was told they turned out good there has not been another request for breakfast, but she seems very happy when I order food. My nurse’s cap is faring better than my physical therapist cap, as I’m very afraid some days to ask her if she’s ready for more ice and another small walk. Thankfully I’ve been able to share the personal shopper hat with my niece, because somewhere along the way in life I’ve completely lost the art of shopping and am very content to just follow her around while enjoying my Starbucks. Surprisingly, my sports hat which my mother usually enjoys is at risk of being run over by her walker if I make her watch one more stage of the Tour de France. Hoodies have become the favorite hat of the week as she could hide in hers from my Jon Hamm movie marathon and I could hide in mine when she decided to share another one of her famous and awful knock knock jokes. In all seriousness, it’s been a very stressful time, but there’s been improvement every day, Harper thinks it’s fabulous to stay at grandma’s house and we always find something to enjoy and laugh about, even if it’s just the knock knock jokes.