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Thoughts on Hate

November 27, 2018December 30, 2018 Posted in attack, babies, California, Chelsea Clinton, daughter, dreams, Dukes of Hazzard, immigrants, memoir, racist, worstLeave a comment

The woman who works for me one day a week told me today that the Dukes of Hazzard TV show is coming back to TV. I never watched the show when it aired in the 70’s and 80’s, but I know that there was a confederate flag in the show. Will that flag be gone… Continue reading Thoughts on Hate

Dear Racist

November 3, 2018November 1, 2018 Posted in attitude, dating, daughter, Dracula, mom, picnic, racist, romance, Seattle, worstLeave a comment

Laurie had graduated college and had boomeranged back home to Seattle. She met a cute guy with horn-rimmed glasses. He invited her on a picnic at the beach. She said yes. “Have fun,” her mom said when Greg came to the house. Greg drove to a sandy spot with a view of the city. They… Continue reading Dear Racist

Two Days in Paradise

October 28, 2018October 28, 2018 Posted in best, California, daughter, dogs, fences, handy woman, humor, husband, memoir, nine year old, relationships, treesLeave a comment

What could be better than a handy woman who can saw, paint, clean, and fix anything? And she comes down to your house with her daughter, and you get a surrogate grandchild for the weekend? What if your handy woman is strong enough to move couches and love seats from one room to another, and… Continue reading Two Days in Paradise

Grateful Not to Be Dead

September 13, 2018September 13, 2018 Posted in Boston, brother, Catholic, children, daughter, deceased, family, friends, funeral, girlfriends, Grateful Dead, humor, memoir, pain, relationships, siblings, surgery, surprise, waiting room, worstLeave a comment

PK lived in Jersey when her friend’s mum was terminally ill in Boston. When her friend called to say her mother had died, PK woke up feeling bad but thought it was the heat. She wanted to go to the funeral and surprise her friend. She loaded up her three-year-old daughter and took off for… Continue reading Grateful Not to Be Dead

Her Left Foot

August 21, 2018August 23, 2018 Posted in babies, best, California, childhood, children, daughter, emergency room, feet, firsts, holidays, hospital, humor, memoir, mom, nine year old, pain, parents, relationships, summer, worstLeave a comment

It was Labor Day weekend. We needed to get a handle on the mess in the garage. I asked my oldest to watch my youngest while we parents worked outside. She was nine, in 4th grade already for a week, and the baby was almost two and a half. Then a series of unfortunate events… Continue reading Her Left Foot

Keeping Up with the Culture

August 15, 2018August 16, 2018 Posted in best, culture, daughter, ethnicity, firsts, grad school, humor, last, memoir, Midwestern, Omaha, racist, Redbull, relationships, Roots, slavery, son, student, student teaching, Study abroad, teaching, TV, University of Nebraska at Omaha, water cooler, worstLeave a comment

Yesterday my son told me what click bait means. I am woefully out of the loop on many things computer. But I think I have a good handle on pop culture, for the most part. The first time I heard an eighth grade student say awesome, it sounded out of place. But that was 35… Continue reading Keeping Up with the Culture

Worst Mom Ever

August 5, 2018 Posted in baseball, best, brownies, California, children, daughter, eyebrows, humor, memoir, parenting, relationships, son, worst1 Comment

As a mother, choose your words and actions carefully, for eighteen years! Mom to three grown children, I still hear about the horrible things I said and the awful things I did to them as children. Oldest daughter with her dad’s dark heavy eyebrows: me, to her as a teen, “You might want to pluck… Continue reading Worst Mom Ever