Two Dolls in Two Days

I am in my beach town, and it’s foggy and gray. I pulled weeds the first afternoon so that I could put out a full green can this morning for the yard waste truck. More weeds await, but it’s another gray day. I took off for thrift stores both days at lunch time. Yesterday, after… Continue reading Two Dolls in Two Days

Best Birthday Ever

(re-run from deep into the pandemic) I was dreading the big one with no way to celebrate it during a pandemic. What would I do all day?  How could I make the day different from all the other ones during the lockdown? The good news is that I didn’t have to do anything at all.… Continue reading Best Birthday Ever

It’s the Little Things

(re-run) A morning sunrise, skies streaked pink and blue.  A warm dog cuddled under the afghan throw as I read a book. A hot cup of fake mocha coffee and a Madeleine cookie.  A bunch of texts from an adult child 3000 miles away.  A photo of my smiling grandson in his high chair. The… Continue reading It’s the Little Things

The Estate Sale and the Birthday Party

(re-run) Instead of my typical Sunday where I’d run out and buy the SF Chronicle, then go visit my sister for Facebook Sunday, I headed home from the drugstore. The party wouldn’t happen until 1:00 p.m. On the way home I saw an estate sale sign. I love estate sales because they are whole-house affairs,… Continue reading The Estate Sale and the Birthday Party

Best Laid Plans

(re-run) It was a Sunday. I was supposed to be going to a birthday party in Antioch, forty minutes away. But the day had become a comedy of errors. I had sweet-talked my son into installing my new printer and had lured him over with the promise of pizza for lunch. It took him longer… Continue reading Best Laid Plans

It’s the Little Things

(re-run) A morning sunrise, skies streaked pink and blue.  A warm dog cuddled under the afghan throw as I read a book. A hot cup of fake mocha coffee and a Madeleine cookie.  A bunch of texts from an adult child 3000 miles away.  A photo of my smiling grandson in his high chair. The… Continue reading It’s the Little Things

Taking a Trip

Wash the sheets!  Pick up those pieces of construction debris!  Hide a key! Do laundry! Eat! Pack some checks.  Hide the jewels! Show the neighbor girl where the tomato plants are to water.  Pack gifts for grandson and graduate.  Pills, food, hats, don’t forget the hats. Ceremony is outside. Mouthguard.  Pillow – oops, doesn’t fit.… Continue reading Taking a Trip

It’s the Little Things

A morning sunrise, skies streaked pink and blue.  A warm dog cuddled under the afghan throw as I read a book. A hot cup of fake mocha coffee and a Madeleine cookie.  A bunch of texts from an adult child 3000 miles away.  A photo of my smiling grandson in his high chair. The lure… Continue reading It’s the Little Things

A Night with the Girls

(re-run) If you haven’t seen Thelma and Louise in a while, it’s time to do it.  My friend rented an entire movie theater for a screening with a bunch of women last week. I usually head to my beach town every other Thursday, but the movie party was on a Thursday night, so I had… Continue reading A Night with the Girls