When I was in high school and bought some of my clothes at the DAV thrift store, they called me quirky. When I made a cool pair of bell bottom jeans out of my dad’s old work pants, they called me quirky, but they also asked me where I got them. When I broke tradition… Continue reading Q is for Quirky
Category: Carmel
K is for Karma
My second day in paradise, the day after I pulled too many weeds and also went to a street fair, was thrift store day. I drove to Carmel and got there just after the 10:00 opening. I picked out $10.00 worth of stuff so that I could get another punch on my punch card. After… Continue reading K is for Karma
The Remodeling Blues
How many times in the past three weeks have I left my house without my purse? A bunch of times. This never happens, except for the fact that I keep the purse in the kitchen, and right now I don’t have a kitchen. It’s a $250 dollar ticket if I get stopped and have no driver’s… Continue reading The Remodeling Blues
Spinning a Spider Story
(re-run) My strength and toning instructor loves to tell us trivia while we work out. Last week she said spiders are the most active between 6 and 8 p.m. and that the female spiders go out looking for food at that time. The males follow. Isn’t that just like a male anyway, to wait until… Continue reading Spinning a Spider Story
Spinning a Spider Story
(re-run) My strength and toning instructor loves to tell us trivia while we work out. Last week she said spiders are the most active between 6 and 8 p.m. and that the female spiders go out looking for food at that time. The males follow. Isn’t that just like a male anyway, to wait until… Continue reading Spinning a Spider Story
Writer’s Block
You sit at the blank screen, the blinking cursor mocking you. You’re at the beach in a warm house with no internet. You don’t know your neighbors’ WIFI passwords. You don’t like the morning news shows. The thrift stores won’t open for two hours. Its’ too cold right now to do yard work, plus your… Continue reading Writer’s Block
Freaky Friday
It was a beautiful day in Monterey County. I got up early, ate breakfast, showered, wrote a blog post, and stuffed more branches (blown down in the last storm) into the green can. Then I left for Carmel to be there when the thrift stores opened at 10:00 a.m.. One of them was having a… Continue reading Freaky Friday
