The lunch plate has a light beige blob, a medium beige blob, and a dark beige blob. One blob turns out to be pureed bagel. It is Sister’s rehab in a Jewish community home. The signs are in both English and Hebrew. The synagogue has gorgeous stained glass windows. The doors are all automatic. The… Continue reading Four Blobs of Beige
Weather affects my mood. If I wake up to a sunny bright day, I want to get out, go exercise, go shopping, rake my yard, buy a fountain. If it’s raining, I want to cook some soup, bake cookies, and read a book. If it’s cloudy, I want to organize my office, wash the rugs,… Continue reading If It’s Cloudy, It Must Be Cleaning Day
It’s the end of the month. I need to pay the bills. But not right now. I am sitting at the kitchen table with my cup of tea and two dogs under my feet. The house is quiet. Only the sound of the refrigerator is in my ear. Since it’s the weekend, the freeway noise… Continue reading Mornings Are Best
The rescue dog and I are entering our fourth month together. I’d like to say that all is well, and it is, if you disregard her climbing on the kitchen table when no one is looking, or peeing on the rug when it’s raining outside. Oh, and let’s not forget the day I gave her… Continue reading Daisy, Daisy, Give Me Your Answer Do, Month # 4
I took social security early last year. Don’t buy into the hype that it’s better to wait. I won’t start losing money on my decision until I turn eighty. By then I’ll have Medicare and won’t be paying $15,000 a year for health insurance. “How’s retirement?” you ask. I am busier now than ever before.… Continue reading So This is Retirement?
As I watch the end of the Oscars with a little dog cozied up in the chair with me and my sister asking when she can go to bed, I think back on the man I met the other night, the one who wants to get a Doodle Dane, a cross breed between a Great… Continue reading Designer Dogs, 200th Post
I used to travel, back in my twenties before marriage, before kids. Now I stay home with an older sister (who would otherwise be in a nursing home), one normal dog, and one little weirdo. But I still get to travel. My friends are in Austria, Indonesia, Hawaii, Tahoe, and Guatemala, as we speak. They… Continue reading The Chicken Church and Other Tableside Travels