Mariah and Me, Practically Twins

I went to the dermatologist yesterday, and I noticed a magazine with Mariah Carey on the cover. Then I realized that we’re not so different, Mariah Carey and me. She wears her jeans unbuttoned in a sexy way. I wear mine that way, too, because I can’t button them anymore, because of my eating too… Continue reading Mariah and Me, Practically Twins

Facebook Cracks Me Up

Facebook cracks me up.  I posted a photo of my girlfriend and me, posing next to a glorious Christmas tree, both of us decked out in our holiday finest. She’s a stunner, but people were nice and said we were both beautiful. I thought, I’ll take that. Then one random friend said, “Beautiful tree!”  It… Continue reading Facebook Cracks Me Up

Love in the Time of COVID – 19

(re-run) The gray stripe on my scalp was getting wider. It had been 14 weeks since I’d seen Janice at my last hair appointment. I took a photo of my hair and texted it to her. “I miss you!” I said. Janice texted back and said that she’d been sneaking people in the back door… Continue reading Love in the Time of COVID – 19

A Lasting Love

(re-run) Maurice was a sophomore at Riordan Catholic High School for Boys in San Francisco. He played tenor sax in the marching band. His buddy, Dave, was dating a girl named Sheila from Mercy Catholic High School for girls, and he suggested that Maurice date her older sister, Colleen.The foursome went to the football game,… Continue reading A Lasting Love

Playing Ball with Daisy, 2.0

(re-run) A few months ago, my three-time rescue Jack Russell terrier got overly excited and went after a loose Pomeranian in the park next to my house. Long story short, she’s no longer allowed off-leash. “I thought you didn’t play ball with her anymore,” my handywoamn said when I explained to her that she needed… Continue reading Playing Ball with Daisy, 2.0

No Christmas Tree for Me

(re-run) Eight Christmases in this house and only two trees. Both were living, and both got planted in my yard. Guess what? My yard is full. That’s what happens when you get rid of your grass, fire your gardener, and watch volunteer trees grow on their own, self-planting trees with a little help from the… Continue reading No Christmas Tree for Me