(re-run) Yesterday, I made the short trip to my little downtown beach town, got some cash from the ATM, picked up two newspapers, and headed back home. On the way into town, I saw two city workers spraying Roundup on the weeds in the median strip. They were still at it, in the very same… Continue reading Help your Mood, Pull some Weeds
Month: October 2022
The Dog Whisperer
(re-run) My son moved in with me. He’s managed to get the super anxious, high-strung Jack Russell terrier to roll over onto her back when she sees him coming. She allows belly rubs to happen. This is huge. I’ve been massaging Daisy Dog ever since pandemic life went online with Zoom. She knows to sit… Continue reading The Dog Whisperer
Me Week and the Universe
Now that summer is behind me, and keeping up with the music/dancing scene has slowed way down, I decided to get myself tuned up for the holidays. That involved a colonoscopy, a dental appointment, eye doctor, skin doctor, new glasses and a haircut. The colonoscopy was first, a three-day event because two years ago, I… Continue reading Me Week and the Universe
Bomb Shelter Blues
(re-run) My childhood house on 69th Street in a suburb of Des Moines, Iowa, had a big bump in the backyard. It’s where my grandfather built a fall-out shelter that connected to our basement. It was during the Cold War, and thoughts of atomic bombs being dropped on us was enough to motivate him to… Continue reading Bomb Shelter Blues
Stray Dog, Happy Ending
Julie’s beautiful golden retriever lab mix, Sadie, lived to be thirteen years old. But when she passed, Julie’s other dog, Finn, started getting mopey. It wasn’t like the Jack Russell mix to act that way, so when Julie saw a big scraggly dog on the Placer County Animal Shelter website, she knew she had to… Continue reading Stray Dog, Happy Ending
Altos’ Angels
It’s chorus photo time again. Each season we take voice-part photos to help pay for the brochure handed out to a couple thousand people over our four concerts. I used to be a tenor with Mary, so we would cook up an idea and tell the fifteen or so guys, and they would do whatever… Continue reading Altos’ Angels
There’s That Song!
(re-run) I make different playlists on YouTube. Sometimes I want my meditation playlist with mellow songs. Other times I like my post-colonoscopy list, which is all my favorite songs ever. I also have a Michael Jackson playlist and a summertime playlist. I’ve been looking for a certain song for my whole adult life, really. Every… Continue reading There’s That Song!
Dating and other Things Over Fifty
(re-run) Sherry didn’t get her first colonoscopy when she turned fifty, like she was supposed to. She put it off instead. Did she have one done at 51? No, she did not. 52? Nope. Finally, Sherry scheduled it to be done at 53. She was so nervous when she went in that the nurses asked… Continue reading Dating and other Things Over Fifty
Fleet Week and the Ten Million Dollar Lot
(re-run) When I moved to the San Francisco Bay Area, no one explained what Fleet Week was. But after many years, I finally figured it out — big ships, military stuff, the Blue Angels. The Blue Angels are six military jets that fly in formation by some amazing pilots. They fly over the city of… Continue reading Fleet Week and the Ten Million Dollar Lot
Back in my Fat Pants Again
(re-run) It sounds like a country western song. “Well, my true love done left me. He mosied ‘round the bend. It makes me sad that I’m heading back to my fat pants again!” In the winter, when I can hide under many layers, I am thinnest. Maybe it’s all the no-calorie tea and hot water… Continue reading Back in my Fat Pants Again
FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER! 