Author: Susan

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

My Fake-Coffee Half Hour

Posted in blog, blog posts, coffee, Diet Coke, Facebook, GERD, humor, memoir, names, relationships, Spanish, Spanish class, stomach, stomach issues, wineLeave a comment

(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

Posted in accident, California, cell phone, Colorado, family, family reunions, Iowa, memoir, Nebraska, ocean, siblings, teachingLeave a comment

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

Posted in California, ceramics, dog food, friends, garden club, gardening, handy woman, hiking, low back pain, memoir, moving, pots, succulents, truckLeave a comment

(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

Posted in Alexa, biking, Carmel, dogs, Monterey Bay, Point Lobos, relationships, thrift store, Tor House, travel, vacationLeave a comment

(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

Mariah and Me, Practically Twins

Posted in American Idol, Carrie Underwood, Christmas, dermatologist, Mariah Carey, memoir, satire, singingLeave a comment

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

Posted in blog, blog posts, blogging, Christmas, Christmas tree, Facebook, grandchild, memoir, photographs, WordpressLeave a comment

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

Posted in Coronavirus, Covid 19, hair dye, hair salon, hairdresser, lockdown, love, memoir, romance, shelter in place, widowersLeave a comment

(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

Posted in California, cars, Catholic, Chevy, dancing, dating, high school, Homecoming, humor, music, parking, relationships, romance, sisterLeave a comment

(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