(re-run) My three-time rescue dog looks like a Jack Russell terrier. The vet calls her a Jack Russell. She looks like a skinny Eddie from Frasier. But that’s where the comparison ends. Daisy is freakishly smart. She can open doors and escape yards by jumping over the gate or digging under it. She can hurl… Continue reading Daisy’s DNA
Month: December 2022
Hospice Heroes
To Sis: “You’re bright-eyed and bushy tailed this morning.” “You’re a fighter, aren’t you?” “People will miss you, but it’s okay to go.” As I watched the Hospice nurse do her job, I was amazed at how good she was at it. To Me: “Have you eaten anything today?” “You can call me at any… Continue reading Hospice Heroes
The Dog That Everyone Wanted
(re-run) Scott heard from his college buddy, Joe, that someone was giving away a four-month-old puppy that had cost them $300, a mix of Jack Russell terrier and something bigger. The family felt bad that they were gone all day, and the puppy was crated every day for hours. Scott thought about the puppy as… Continue reading The Dog That Everyone Wanted
Wasabi on a First Date
(re-run) They had the same hair dresser. She was coming in as he was going out. He asked for her phone number. She gave it to her hairdresser to give to him. There aren’t too many eligible men in their seventies, especially one that still had his hair! Garth took Gladys to a nice Japanese… Continue reading Wasabi on a First Date
Chorus Concerts a Super-spreader Weekend
(re-run) I’m in a chorus with 94 people. Last spring we performed Friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday afternoon. We all had to show a negative antigen test from Friday morning. We thought we were golden. We took off our masks. I’ve been wearing a mask to every rehearsal for four months. But it’s hotter… Continue reading Chorus Concerts a Super-spreader Weekend
There’s Bitchy and There’s Old-lady Bitchy
(re-run) I could’ve called it My Bitchy Saturday but opted instead for the title above. It started off with the grocery store clerk putting my bag of apples at the bottom of the bag, then placing two dozen eggs, a pound of turkey, and a container of cake on top of them. Yes, I bought… Continue reading There’s Bitchy and There’s Old-lady Bitchy
My Fake-Coffee Half Hour
(re-run) It’s funny how a person’s perception of what is good changes with the circumstances. I used to look forward to my can of Diet Coke every day until I reached my mid-forties. Then the stuff became too hard on my stomach, and I gave it up. I used to look forward to my cup… Continue reading My Fake-Coffee Half Hour
How to Wreck your Cell Phone
There are lots of ways to ruin you cell phone. I thought I’d heard them all when: 1. It fell from back pocket into toilet. 2. It fell into the hot tub. 3. It got dropped into a pan of dishwater. 4. It got wet when a glass of water wine, beer, or Coke was… Continue reading How to Wreck your Cell Phone
Biggest Scavenger Day Ever
(re-run) A garden-club friend knows that I like pots and plants. She called to say that a member was moving and offering her many potted plants to the club. Nancy drove over to the woman’s house with me on Tuesday. I filled up my car with lots of little pots and plants. The woman offered… Continue reading Biggest Scavenger Day Ever
The Power of Vacation
(re-run, pre-pandemic) The week after Christmas is dead time for scheduled activities. Chorus rehearsals are cancelled. The city building where I exercise three times a week is closed. There’s a lot of extra time during the day. So . . . . . . for the first time in two and a half years, I… Continue reading The Power of Vacation
FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER! 