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Not your Normal Fishing Trip

August 12, 2022August 12, 2022 Posted in afternoon delight, Bay Area, boat, Coronavirus, COVID, Covid 19, dogs, fishing, nudity, rescue, ricver current, river, romance, social distancingLeave a comment

(re-run) Really, folks, you can’t make this stuff up. My fisherman friend, we’ll call him Pete, took a buddy and his boat and spent a day on the Delta, where the Sacramento and San Joaquin Rivers meet Suisun Bay, which flows into San Francisco Bay and then the Pacific Ocean via San Pablo Bay. After… Continue reading Not your Normal Fishing Trip

The Weakest Link – my Low Back

March 31, 2022March 31, 2022 Posted in bully, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dogs, exercise, female issues, low back pain, massage, memoir, newspaper, pandemic, relationships, shoes, Sunday Chronicle, TinnitusLeave a comment

(re-run) The good thing about the current Coronavirus COVID-19 lockdown is that I have a hundred projects to finish. Suddenly I have nothing but time to do it all. Everything was going along swimmingly yesterday. I exercised. I painted (spray-painted picture frames), I picked up dog poop. I did a heavy load of laundry. I… Continue reading The Weakest Link – my Low Back

My Bad, It’s Just a Brain Fart

December 24, 2021December 24, 2021 Posted in aging, Bay Area, Bernie Madoff, brain, brain fart, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dogs, Early Alzheimer's, face masks, humor, Jeopardy, Kevin Bacon, memoir, moving, pharmacy, ponzi scheme, punctuation, UncategorizedLeave a comment

(re-run) I ventured out this morning to get my sis’s prescriptions and some Zyrtec allergies. Today is the first day that everyone in my county is required to wear some type of a face mask when out and about at the grocery store, etc.. I have one left over from the fires of 2018. The… Continue reading My Bad, It’s Just a Brain Fart

Love in the Time of COVID – 19

November 13, 2021November 13, 2021 Posted in Coronavirus, Covid 19, hair dye, hair salon, hairdresser, lockdown, love, memoir, romance, shelter in place, widowersLeave a comment

(re-run) The gray stripe on my scalp was getting wider. It had been 14 weeks since I saw Janice at my last hair appointment. I took a photo of my hair and texted it to her. “I miss you!” I said. Janice texted back and said that she’d been sneaking people in the back door… Continue reading Love in the Time of COVID – 19

Not your Normal Fishing Trip

October 16, 2021October 16, 2021 Posted in afternoon delight, Bay Area, boat, Coronavirus, COVID, Covid 19, dogs, fishing, nudity, rescue, ricver current, river, romance, social distancingLeave a comment

(re-run) Really, folks. You can’t make this stuff up. My fisherman friend, we’ll call him Pete, took a buddy and his boat and spent a day on the Delta, where the Sacramento and San Joaquin Rivers meet Suisun Bay, which flows into San Francisco Bay and then the Pacific Ocean via San Pablo Bay. After… Continue reading Not your Normal Fishing Trip

The Darwin Awards

September 14, 2021September 13, 2021 Posted in Amazon, California, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dancing, Darwin, gynecologist, llamas, meat-packing plants, memoir, Mother's Day, NFLLeave a comment

(re-run) The world is insane. A snowstorm is predicted for the East Coast. It’s Mother’s Day weekend. The local news station reported that scientists may take llama antibodies for Covid-19 and give them to humans to see if it would help with immunity. Does that mean the humans might start spitting when they are angry?… Continue reading The Darwin Awards

The Weakest Link – my Low Back

August 31, 2021August 30, 2021 Posted in bully, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dogs, exercise, female issues, low back pain, massage, memoir, newspaper, pandemic, relationships, shoes, Sunday Chronicle, TinnitusLeave a comment

(re-run) The good thing about the current Coronavirus Covid-19 lockdown is that I have a hundred projects to finish. Suddenly I have nothing but time to do it all. Everything was going along swimmingly yesterday. I exercised. I painted (spray-painted picture frames), I picked up dog poop. I did a heavy load of laundry. I… Continue reading The Weakest Link – my Low Back

The Second Shot

August 26, 2021August 25, 2021 Posted in board and care, California, care home, Coronavirus, Covid 19, herd immunity, hoax, memoir, OCD, vaccineLeave a comment

re-run) Three weeks ago, I boldly asked the care home owner where my older sis lives if I could have a vaccine. The CVS nurse was inoculating the 5 residents and two care givers, meaning they would have three extra shots in the ten-dose vial, which would be thrown out at the end of the… Continue reading The Second Shot

My Two Gophers

August 25, 2021 Posted in beach, birdfeeder, birds, California, contractor, Coronavirus, Covid 19, cows, gophers, Iowa, memoir, squirrelsLeave a comment

(re-run) Now before you tell me that gophers are solitary creatures and that I only have one gopher, let me explain that I have a little beach house with a gopher and my regular house with a gopher. I am an Iowa girl, living in California. So both houses were bought because of the property… Continue reading My Two Gophers

I Dreamed about my Hair Salon Last Night

June 9, 2021June 9, 2021 Posted in Coronavirus, dogs, dreams, drinking, hair color, hair dye, hairdresser, happy hour, relationships, Skype, social distancing, virtual happy hour, wine, wine-tastingLeave a comment

(re-run) As you know, there is a virus going around. All non-essential businesses have been shut down in the entire state of California. I texted my hair person yesterday since my appointment was supposed to be this week My stylist? Hair dresser? What do I call her? The woman who does my hair. Are you… Continue reading I Dreamed about my Hair Salon Last Night