Through the Tunnel

(re-run) Today I ventured through the Caldecott Tunnel that connects the East Bay with Oakland, Berkeley, and San Francisco.  It was sunny on my side but foggy on the other side. Still, traffic wasn’t too bad, and my car almost drove itself to the warehouse sale off of Fruitvale Avenue (yes, that Fruitvale – think… Continue reading Through the Tunnel

Daisy’s Bloody Tuesday

(re-run) Woe is me. I have a weirdo for a rescue dog. I am her third owner. Things go well most days, but then she growls at my bigger dog, who is usually chill with the little goofball. But sometimes the big dog goes off on the little dog growling at her. She pins down… Continue reading Daisy’s Bloody Tuesday

Lockdown Monday

(re-run from 2020) I got up and fed the dogs, shared my morning apple with them, and then ate my breakfast while checking Facebook. I took a quick shower and then had the whole day ahead of me to fill. Let’s see, yesterday I vacuumed up all the dead bugs and cobwebs in the garage.… Continue reading Lockdown Monday

Weirdest First Date or Most Purrfect?

(re-run) Mary met him on Match.com. Luke had dark hair and eyes and was pale but cute. He drove a Mustang, and Mary loved Mustangs. She was a bit older, but they were both deep into their twenties. He was earning his PhD at Cal and was a teaching assistant, so that meant he was… Continue reading Weirdest First Date or Most Purrfect?

The Ceiling Post

(re-run) Today, as I lay on the examination table at physical therapy, I looked up at the ceiling while the PT dude manipulated my elbow and stretched it this way and that. When he left and sent a much younger dude over to put ultrasound on my elbow, I tried to chat him up.  The… Continue reading The Ceiling Post

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