(re-run) I was fifteen hundred miles away from home. It was the summer of 1975. I had my sample case with me from Southwestern Books. I’d worn my hot pants to stay cool. I had already rung three dozen doorbells. Selling books door to door wasn’t always a cake walk. It was lunchtime. I had… Continue reading My Past Life as a Cat Burglar
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Worst Kindergarten Teacher Ever
(re-run) She was thin, blond, and beautiful. When Mama left me in her care, I was enthralled with her, my very first teacher. Her name was Miss Tatz, and she was the lone teacher in the community building at Urbandale Lions Park, an overflow situation for the school district. Even though it was sixty-three years… Continue reading Worst Kindergarten Teacher Ever
Pop-up Prom Shop
It’s that time of year again when high school kids are heading to junior prom or senior ball. That involves big money for a dress, shoes, purse, hair, and nails if you’re female and a tux, tie, cummerbund, shoes and shirt if you’re a male. At least that’s the way it was when I was… Continue reading Pop-up Prom Shop
Whatever is Meant to Be
(re-run) I’ve been on the hunt for bookcases. I have ten tubs of antique books sitting in a damp garage near the beach, and it would be good to get them into the house. I sold all my beautiful bookcases when I was getting divorced. I knew the new smaller house wouldn’t be able to… Continue reading Whatever is Meant to Be
Whatever is Meant to Be
(re-run) I’ve been on the hunt for bookcases. I have ten tubs of antique books sitting in a damp garage near the beach, and it would be good to get them into the house. I sold all my beautiful bookcases when I was getting divorced. I knew the new smaller house wouldn’t be able to… Continue reading Whatever is Meant to Be
The Head-scarf Post
(re-run) Forty-some days ago, a young Iranian woman was detained by the Morality Police because she wasn’t wearing her head covering, hijab, correctly. She died while being detained. Iranian women have poured into the streets, showing their hair to protest. The reason I’m writing about hijabs is because I’ve noticed them a lot lately. This… Continue reading The Head-scarf Post
The Story of Dr. Seuss
(re-run) I just finished a 430-page biography about Theodor Geisel. You might know him better as Dr. Seuss (his mother’s maiden name). When I chose the book to review, I expected a children’s biography, not an in-depth tome that chronicled his life, year by year, from birth to death at age 87. He had two… Continue reading The Story of Dr. Seuss
You Know You’re Getting Old when . . .
(re-run) . . . .you planned on driving an hour to hear live music for two hours, but now you’d rather sit home and watch the news and the PBS country music special. . . . you decided to sort out all of your framing supplies and halfway through, you thought to yourself, what have… Continue reading You Know You’re Getting Old when . . .
Worst Kindergarten Teacher Ever
(re-run) She was thin, blond, and beautiful. When Mama left me in her care, I was enthralled with her, my very first teacher. Her name was Miss Tatz, and she was the lone teacher in the community building at Urbandale Lions Park, an overflow situation for the school district. Even though it was sixty years… Continue reading Worst Kindergarten Teacher Ever
The Head-scarf Post
Forty-some days ago, a young Iranian woman was detained by the Morality Police because she wasn’t wearing hijab, her head covering, correctly. She died while being detained. Iranian women have poured into the streets, showing their hair to protest. The reason I’m writing about hijabs is because I’ve noticed them a lot lately. This would… Continue reading The Head-scarf Post
FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER! 