Category: chorus

Off the Power Grid

Posted in Beatles, chorus, dancing, Facebook, Father's Day, girl friends, memoir, power, power company, power outage, retirement, socializing, widowers, wineryLeave a comment

(re-run from 2021) The power is out.  I was in the middle of a movie when everything shut off.  One of my neighbors just texted me, asking me to report the outage to PG& E. The more the better, they said. A few minutes after that, I received a robocall. The outage was affecting 5000… Continue reading Off the Power Grid

Reflections on a Retired Thursday

Posted in childhood, chorus, Costco, COVID, dogs, errands, horse, horseback riding, memoir, memory, OCD, retirement, traffic, Zoom, ZumbaLeave a comment

(RE-RUN) You’d think retired people have seven days a week to reflect on their past lives. Not so, Smokey Joe.  There was chorus, plus a COVID booster shot on Tuesday which produced a huge headache. “Take Tylenol,” my adult child who lives down the hall said. “No, you’re supposed to let the vaccine do its… Continue reading Reflections on a Retired Thursday

Reflections on a Retired Thursday

Posted in childhood, chorus, Costco, COVID, dogs, errands, horse, horseback riding, memoir, memory, OCD, retirement, traffic, Zoom, ZumbaLeave a comment

You’d think retired people have seven days a week to reflect on their past lives. Not so, Smokey Joe.  There was chorus, plus a COVID booster shot on Tuesday which produced a huge headache. “Take Tylenol,” my adult child who lives down the hall said. “No, you’re supposed to let the vaccine do its thing,”… Continue reading Reflections on a Retired Thursday

Fix Your Past Mistakes, or Get a Million Dollars?

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(re-run) A Facebook post asks if you’d rather go back in time and fix all of your mistakes or don’t do that and get $1,000,000 instead. That’s easy. People will take the money. What if the choice were, go back in time and fix all your mistakes or don’t (no money)?  I’d say no to… Continue reading Fix Your Past Mistakes, or Get a Million Dollars?

The Crappy or Happy Post

Posted in balance, care home, chorus, Costco, crappy, dancing, Dead to Me, flu shot, handicap parking, happy, hiking, memoir, newspaperLeave a comment

(re-run) Life is a balance. Not everything can go your way all the time. Sometimes it seems as though everything is going against you.  The last seven days have been full of ups and downs.  On Friday, my sis’s care home had a live rat (eight-inch tail) running around inside the house. I was there.… Continue reading The Crappy or Happy Post

Reflections on a Retired Thursday

Posted in childhood, chorus, Costco, COVID, dogs, errands, horse, horseback riding, memoir, memory, OCD, retirement, traffic, Zoom, ZumbaLeave a comment

(RE-RUN) You’d think retired people have seven days a week to reflect on their past lives. Not so, Smokey Joe.  There was chorus, plus a COVID booster shot on Tuesday which produced a huge headache. “Take Tylenol,” my adult child who lives down the hall said. “No, you’re supposed to let the vaccine do its… Continue reading Reflections on a Retired Thursday

Chorus Concerts a Super-spreader Weekend

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(re-run) I’m in an awesome chorus with 94 people. Last spring we performed Friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday afternoon. We all had to show a negative antigen test from Friday morning.  We thought we were golden. We took off our masks. I’ve been wearing a mask to every rehearsal for four months. But it’s… Continue reading Chorus Concerts a Super-spreader Weekend

So Forgetful

Posted in aging, angel, bills, brain, brain function, chorus, chorus lyrics, FBI, gray matter, memoir, memory, pandemic, passport, photo, purseLeave a comment

It has happened. I’ve reached the age where I can’t remember anything. Last night I left chorus at 9:15 and hurried home with my green chorus bag. I sat in my chair and watched the news, thinking about going to bed, when I received a text. A friend in the all-women’s small group that had… Continue reading So Forgetful

Reflections on a Retired Thursday

Posted in childhood, chorus, Costco, COVID, dogs, errands, horse, horseback riding, memoir, memory, OCD, retirement, traffic, Zoom, ZumbaLeave a comment

(re-run) You would think retired people have seven days a week to reflect on their past lives. Not so, Smokey Joe.  There was chorus, plus a COVID booster shot on Tuesday which produced a huge headache. “Take Tylenol,” my adult child who lives down the hall said. “No, you’re supposed to let the vaccine do… Continue reading Reflections on a Retired Thursday

The World Is Insane

Posted in Bible Belt, Biden/Harris, bumper stickers, chorus, COVID, Florida, gays, Ketanji Jackson, mask, Medicare, memoir, neighborhood, Oakland, pandemic, Prius, Supreme Court, Ted Cruz, Texas, thrift store, UkraineLeave a comment

(re-run) The world is spinning out of control. Ukraine is being destroyed with missiles and bombs by Putin. Senator Ted Cruz asked a federal judge to rate picture books as to whether or not they are racist. Angry local vandals are slapping Fuck Biden bumper stickers on the Priuses of liberal-leaning senior citizens (me). . Medicare… Continue reading The World Is Insane