Category: Covid 19

Lockdown Monday

Posted in attitude, Boomers, California, cleaning, clueless, college, cookies, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dogs, grandparents, hobbies, March, memoir, parents, park, police officer, relationships1 Comment

(re-run from 2020) I got up and fed the dogs, shared my morning apple with them, and then ate my breakfast while checking Facebook. I took a quick shower and then had the whole day ahead of me to fill. Let’s see, yesterday I vacuumed up all the dead bugs and cobwebs in the garage.… Continue reading Lockdown Monday

Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head

Posted in antique, back ache, backache, Bay Area, California, cleaning, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dogs, moving, New York, news, rain, reading, roof, writingLeave a comment

(re-run) A month ago, California hadn’t had a drop of rain in twenty-nine days.  It was the driest February since 1864.  Now it is “Miracle March,” and it seems to be raining every day. I’m not complaining. We need snow to build up in the Sierras to provide lots of snow pack melt-off in the… Continue reading Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head

Santa Cruz Friday

Posted in army surplus, beach, bikinis, birthday, California, ceramics, Coronavirus, Covid 19, Crow's Nest, dancing, face masks, GPS, highway 1, J.J. Cale, memoir, Moss Landing, pandemic, Santa Cruz, travel, ZumbaLeave a comment

(re-run) When a dancing friend asked me to meet him in Santa Cruz yesterday, I thought it would be a great day to break up this monotonous pandemic life. We agreed to meet at 2:00. I drove through intermittent fog and sunshine all the way to Moss Landing. I had promised myself a ceramic pot… Continue reading Santa Cruz Friday

Sheltering in Place at the Beach

Posted in animal rescue, beach, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dogs, editors, ex-boyfriend, ex-husband, girl friends, grocery store, Iditarod, memoir, social distancingLeave a comment

(re-run from 2020) I just got back from the grocery store. It’s 9:30 a.m.  I saw maybe a total of fifteen people, and that includes workers. I was the youngest shopper in there, and I’m two months away from Medicare.  Everyone had on masks. I wore my gloves and took them off only to open… Continue reading Sheltering in Place at the Beach

My Two Gophers

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

Why I Love Saturday Mornings

Posted in Beatles, California, cartoons, compost, Covid 19, dancing, Delta variant, Gavin Newsom, hugs, memoir, pandemic, Saturday, science, scientist, vaccine, ZumbaLeave a comment

(re-run) When I was a kid, cartoons made Saturday mornings great. We sat around in our pajamas and ate cereal in front of the TV. There was never time any other day of the week. Now that I’m grown and also retired, I still love Saturday mornings.  I don’t have to Zumba, I don’t have… Continue reading Why I Love Saturday Mornings

Butt Text Emojis and Other Stuff

Posted in aging, Boomers, Covid 19, Ellen, emoji, fingers, friends, Google, Marie Condo, memoir, Millennials, social distancing, technology, texting, thumbsLeave a comment

(edit) You’ve got to help out us Boomers. We try to be cool and stay relevant, but it’s hard, you know, since we grew up in different times. Our thumbs won’t be arthritic by the time we’re old. I know this because I’m already there, and my thumbs are fine. I did strain the third… Continue reading Butt Text Emojis and Other Stuff

The Weakest Link – my Low Back

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 from 2020) 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… Continue reading The Weakest Link – my Low Back

Not your Normal Fishing Trip

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

Not your Normal Fishing Trip

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, guys, 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