A BETTER BLOG...

Aunty & Renee


My closest friends have just helped make my blog even better. Like many, they have been entertained and amused by my postings, but, they say one thing is missing….and I will spell it out for you…T-H-E
S-T-R-U-G-G-L-E!

“Renee the way you care for Aunty is truly an inspiration. You know it’s not easy at all.” Aunty has been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s and I have devoted myself to giving her a great quality of life. Skimming this blog you might not even know she has been hit with such awful disease. If I am not in the bathroom with her in the morning, she will put her make-up under her arms, and brush her teeth with hot water. And then there is the rest of the day. She can not be alone for long. My work is never done. Yet, as she dances in and out of her doctor’s appointments, the doctors assure me she is doing fantastic, because in so many ways she is. They also look at me and say, “I know it comes at a price.” The docs may be right, but when aunty tells me “You give me a happy life,” it’s all worth it. Besides, I adore her, and I know unequivocally she would do the same for me.

In addition to being the only caregiver for Aunty, I am a writer. And, since it is not the easiest profession to break into, (they say you must give a pound of flesh) I have been paying my dues for quite some time now. I am probably a few pounds over! But, no matter what, I will not quit and I do not hear no. I believe in myself and my talent. I believe in you. That is why I started this blog. The path I have chosen may be bumpy, but it's also colorful (yellow brick to be exact). I can clearly see my Emerald City. And since I am wearing a pair of sparkling ruby slippers (at least metaphorically) I know I will reach my destination.

I hope to keep putting a smile on your face and warm your heart as I follow my dream, share my zest for life, encounter celebrities, and help keep Aunty (and anyone interested) Ageless and entertained. Lot's more to come.

Where There’s a Will There’s Renee!
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PLAYING DRESS UP...

Ageless Aunty in Action

Before I share more of my chutzpah laden stories, Ageless Aunty wants me to tell you that it’s never too late to play dress up.

Aunty, not too far away from ninety years of Agelessness, has a collection of hats, gloves, scarves, sunglasses, cigarette holders (for her trademark fake cig) and high-heels. She relishes wearing them all.
However, at this point I have to pull her past the shoe salon at Nordstrom’s because Aunty insists on buying high-heels. “I love them,” she declares adamantly. I may have to put my foot down with the stilettos’, but she does still wear her hats and cigarette holders. She is old school glamour. If she keeps this up, she might end up in Hollywood. No kidding. What an audience she could generate. Can’t you just see Ageless Aunty in her Jimmy Choo’s dancing with Ellen? She could be the host's best dance partner ever (aside from Barack Obama).

Everyone says, “Aunty is one person Oprah would love to meet!” I have to agree. What a positive message and life affirming vision….Ageless Aunty (diagnosed with Alzheimer’s no less) enjoying life with more gusto than anyone. She is remarkable. Her little girl spirit soars! Aunty tells me that reading my blog helps her to keep a youthful attitude. That is one endorsement that is going to be hard to beat…unless, Oprah or Ellen call.

ALL FOR YOU...

Say Cheese

While Ageless Aunty takes her beauty naps, this blog will take a slight detour onto the Yellow Brick Road Connector….There I will entertain you with my zesty quest for everything first-class and spectacular. Part of my yearning for such grand things is my personality. It has simply become the Renee Way to go after anything that may seem impossible to others. I just don’t hear NO. And, like many of you, I am no shabby dreamer. I know I am not the only one to have a taste for Cristal on a Boone’s Farm Budget. We should all get together. I can see us now, we’ll want dinner at the Ritz, seven is fine, but end up at Olive Garden with some cheap red wine.

And….those around me, and new people I meet, are amazed and amused by my continuous mad-cap adventures. They are always asking, “How did you manage to pull that off…you hot ticket,” (like maneuvering my way into a party to meet actor William Macy, and successfully demanding to be in an MTV video once). When a savvy New York agent told me to “start a blog” I did.

So there you have it. I am not trying to be J. Lo, I am just naturally high. And I am not Jennifer Aniston, but I do relish the cherries of life right down to the Pitt. Here I am. My stories are true, and they are all for you…