Author: Susan

I do this blog for PG audiences and another one for R audiences with Bae Bliss.

Richard’s Big Moment

Posted in background check, California, dating, dinner, divorce, getting dumped, humor, lesbian, San Francisco, teenagersLeave a comment

Richard was always online, looking for the perfect date.  He liked the way Jane looked, a blue-eyed blonde with curves in just the right places. Since she lived on the peninsula and he lived in the East Bay, they met for dinner in Marin County at Alice’s Restaurant. During dinner conversation, they discovered that they… Continue reading Richard’s Big Moment

How to Get your Dog to Come to You

Posted in animal rescue, animal training, California, commands, dog training, dogs, ex-husband, memoir, party, pet, praise, treatsLeave a comment

(re-run) On a hike the other day, there were four small dogs with fifteen or more people. One person was saying how hard it was to get his one-year-old dog to come to him. I remembered back to one of the many dog training sessions I’ve attended in my life – training Tess, the spaniel/heeler,… Continue reading How to Get your Dog to Come to You

Car Shows, Men, and Elvis

Posted in beer, Carmel, cars, dogs, Elvis, exercise, humor, memoir, Monterey Bay, Pebble Beach, relationships, Spain, Study abroad, wineLeave a comment

(re-run) It’s funny how memories of one thing lead to memories of other things happening in the same time period. Like the Twin Towers falling, or JFK getting assassinated. Or Elvis dying. Today is the anniversary of Elvis Presley’s death (August 16th). Forty-five years ago, I was stepping off an airplane from Spain (by way… Continue reading Car Shows, Men, and Elvis

The Dancing Tribe

Posted in Beatles, California, community, dancing, hiking, live music, memoir, outdoors, pandemic, party, rock and roll, swing dancing, tribeLeave a comment

(re-run from October 2021)) Different town. Different band. Same faces. We are the tribe of dancers, mostly in our fifties, sixties, and seventies, following rock and roll music wherever it goes.  We might not know each other’s names, but we smile and wave. It’s been two years since some of us have seen each other.… Continue reading The Dancing Tribe

Chuck’s Drive-in Movie Date

Posted in California, dating, drinking, drive-in movie, high school, humor, necking, Pontiac, taxidermy, worstLeave a comment

(re-run) During his senior year in high school, Chuck drove his powder blue Bonneville Pontiac to pick up his new girlfriend for their drive-in movie date.  He had tricked out the interior of the car with his two taxidermy quail on a bed of shag carpeting in the car’s back window. When he drove his… Continue reading Chuck’s Drive-in Movie Date

Proper English or Arbitrary Pretentiousness?

Posted in book-publishing industry, books, British Empire, English, grammar, humor, language, Masters' degree, memoir, native speaker, proofreader, spellingLeave a comment

Full disclaimer, I have a masters degree in English. That, in itself, won’t get me a chicken dinner or even a pat on the back. What it does get me is anxiety over the state of the English language in the USA. All one has to do is to scroll the internet to find mistakes… Continue reading Proper English or Arbitrary Pretentiousness?

Late-night Loser

Posted in alcohol abuse, bar, bartender, blondes, California, Chinese food, dancing, dating, firsts, jerk, memoir, relationships, restaurant, sex, worstsLeave a comment

(re-run) I met a guy at a dance. We emailed each other for a week (before texting). We decided to meet at Bing Crosby’s. I took a seat at the bar, and asked for water. After all, I’d had two glasses of wine already, waiting for him to get off work at the TV station… Continue reading Late-night Loser

The Blond-tourage

Posted in aging, blondes, California, cocktail waitress, girlfriends, hairdresser, humor, memoir, relationships, waitressingLeave a comment

(re-run) Every woman over fifty gets the same advice from her hairdresser — lighten up your hair. As our skin fades and our looks do, too, we need brighter lipstick, sparkly-er clothing and blonder locks to stay looking as young as we can. My apologies to women of color; this may not apply to you.… Continue reading The Blond-tourage

Child of Rock and Roll

Posted in 45s, 78s, Bohemian Rhapsody, Eagles, Elvis, Isley Brothers, LPs, memoir, records, rock and roll, song lyrics, songs, songwriter, stereo systemLeave a comment

Being a child in the sixties and becoming a teen-ager a year after the Summer of Love and the year before Woodstock, I straddled two decades of great music with a foot in each. As kids, we danced to Elvis records in Debbie Harvey’s basement, which was way cooler than dancing to Bing Crosby in… Continue reading Child of Rock and Roll