Author: Susan

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

Marriage Advice from a Divorced Person

Posted in Beatles, California, children, divorce, Facebook, marriage, marriage advice, memoir, rush hour, thrift store, vacation1 Comment

Facebook gives me so many ideas for blog posts. I went thrifting this morning in my little beach town and was going to brag about how I went to four thrift stores, bought four bags of stuff and only spent $7.50 plus $4.28 plus $6.53 plus $19.99. It was a stellar day for useful household… Continue reading Marriage Advice from a Divorced Person

Checking Out the Guy Checking You Out

Posted in BART, baseball, California, chemistry, dating, Facebook, firsts, girlfriends, Hamilton, humor, Intelius, internet, LinkedIn, relationships, San FranciscoLeave a comment

(re-run) First of all, let’s just get this out in the open. It is weird to be a woman of a certain age and to be hit on while waiting for a BART train. As in Bay Area Rapid Transit. He was sitting when I came up to the platform. I sat down next to… Continue reading Checking Out the Guy Checking You Out

Superstitions

Posted in brain chemistry, chain letters, culture, evil spirits, Friday the 13th, full moon, German, Jack-o-lanterns, memoir, mirrors, mother-in-law, mothers, OCD, sneezing, supernatural, superstitionsLeave a comment

(re-run) She hated Friday the 13th. She would turn the car around if a black cat crossed the street in front of her. And mirrors?  She once yelled at me when I held my baby up to one in a German restaurant. “That’s bad luck before her first birthday!” My mother-in-law, may she rest in… Continue reading Superstitions

When CPR Class Pays Off

Posted in baby, Camporee, college essays, CPR training, dogs, Eagle Scout Award, Girl Scout leader, Girl Scouts, Gold Award, Heimlich maneuver, memoir, sisterLeave a comment

(re-run) Long ago, in my previous married life, I was a Girl Scout leader for my youngest child and the girls her age at the elementary school.  I was supposed to get CPR training, so I went to the classes and got certified.  Maybe someday I’ll need it while doing a scout activity. As it… Continue reading When CPR Class Pays Off

Lime Vodka, Raisinets, and Cheesecake

Posted in 4th of July, alcohol, babysitting, cheesecake, Des Moines, drinking, driver's license, February, house party, Iowa, memoir, raisins, teens, vodka, winterLeave a comment

(re-run) It’s an American teenager’s rite of passage to get sick the first time they drink.  I was no exception. Aside from tasting different liqueurs on babysitting jobs after the kids went to bed, I had only tasted my dad’s beer, Schlitz. No thank you. I was not a fan of fizzy bitter fermentation. So… Continue reading Lime Vodka, Raisinets, and Cheesecake

Phantom of the Halloween Party

Posted in best, California, dancing, flirting, Halloween, humor, love, one-night stand, relationships, worstLeave a comment

(re-run) Roberto put on his white mask and black cape and headed to WPLJ’s in Walnut Creek for his singles’ club annual Halloween party. Available middle-aged women milled around the bar in their skimpy alter-ego outfits. There were: Slutty witches Slutty fairy tale characters Slutty mermaids Slutty nurses and slutty vampires. Oh, which one to… Continue reading Phantom of the Halloween Party

There’s Bitchy and There’s Old-lady Bitchy

Posted in aging, birds, bitchiness, cake, caregiver, elderly woman, grocery store, hair dye, hardware store, humor, rats, relationships, vector controlLeave a comment

(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