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Staying Fit without a Fitbit

April 24, 2023April 24, 2023 Posted in cleaning, dancing, dogs, exercise, fitbit, gardening, gophers, hiking, memoir, Monterey county, moving, succulents, Zoom, ZumbaLeave a comment

(re-run) Today the ladies were discussing, before and after Zumba class on Zoom, how many steps we take during one class and how many calories we burn. This went on for a while, and I signed off. I don’t need a gadget to tell me if I am getting enough exercise. I have dogs. They… Continue reading Staying Fit without a Fitbit

The Dog That Everyone Wanted

April 21, 2023April 21, 2023 Posted in Bay Area, California, college, dogs, drugs, Judge Judy, marijuana, mountain lion, pot farm, small claims court, spring break, Trinity National ForestLeave a comment

In honor of 4/20, a day late (re-run) Scott heard from his college buddy, Joe, that someone was giving away a four-month-old puppy that had cost them $300, a mix of Jack Russell terrier and something bigger. The family felt bad that they were gone all day, and the puppy was crated every day for… Continue reading The Dog That Everyone Wanted

Here Comes Trouble

April 20, 2023April 20, 2023 Posted in best, best friend, dogs, litter, puppies, rattlesnake, renovationLeave a comment

I picked up some bathroom tile today, and Mark, the warehouse guy, told me that the floor tile for my bath reno was on back order. “It’s not that special,” I said. “It’s a bunch of colors spattered across the tile. I liked it because it’s forgiving and I have three dogs.” “I sure miss… Continue reading Here Comes Trouble

Reflections on a Retired Thursday

April 16, 2023April 16, 2023 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

Worst Neighbors Ever

April 7, 2023April 7, 2023 Posted in abuse, children, dogs, humor, memoir, Nebraska, neighbors, relationships, worstLeave a comment

(re-run) When I was twenty-eight, I bought my first house. It was in Omaha, on 50th Avenue, south of Leavenworth. It was a cute little two bedroom, one bath with a full basement and big fenced-in backyard. Since I wanted to get a dog, it seemed perfect. I had a budget, and this house was… Continue reading Worst Neighbors Ever

Help your Mood, Pull some Weeds

March 31, 2023March 31, 2023 Posted in birds, butterflies, California, dogs, foxtails, gardening, insects, lizards, lockdown, memoir, Round-Up, Roundup, weedsLeave a comment

(re-run) Yesterday I made the short trip to my little downtown, got some cash from the ATM, picked up two newspapers, and headed back home. On the way into town, I saw two city workers spraying Roundup on the weeds in the median strip. They were still at it, in the very same place, on… Continue reading Help your Mood, Pull some Weeds

Surprise in the Porch Stove

March 27, 2023March 27, 2023 Posted in beach, dog training, dog whisperer, dogs, glue traps, Jack Russell terrier, memoir, poison, porch, ratsLeave a comment

(re-run) I got home from the beach, with temps up to 70 degrees. “Why am I coming back?” I asked myself as the car’s outside temp rose to 82, then 88 then 92 as I pulled off the freeway in San Ramon. When I got home, the dogs went ballistic as they always do. We’re… Continue reading Surprise in the Porch Stove

Weekend Away

March 20, 2023March 20, 2023 Posted in beach, clean-up, dogs, humor, memoir, storms, thrift store, wind, winterLeave a comment

For me, it’s 120 miles from door to door. I can usually get there in two hours over five highways and get back in two and a half hours, unless it’s Sunday morning and everyone (light traffic) is going 75 mph. Even with the planned detour for road construction, I still made it in two… Continue reading Weekend Away

Daisy’s Night Run, a Skunk, and an Anniversary

March 17, 2023March 17, 2023 Posted in beach, California, dogs, foxtails, memoir, Monterey county, raccoons, runaway, skunkLeave a comment

(re-run) With hot weather in the Bay Area, it seemed like a good time to run down to the beach, plus the handy woman was available to come at the same time with her daughter. We had trees to plant, foxtails to pull, and a flat roof filled with pine needles to clean. The dogs… Continue reading Daisy’s Night Run, a Skunk, and an Anniversary

Falling, Falling, Falling

March 5, 2023March 5, 2023 Posted in aging, broken bones, California, coffee, dancing, dog walks, dogs, endocrinologist, falling, humor, memoir, ocean, osteoporosis, scars, seniors, thrift storeLeave a comment

The first time it happened, one of my shoelaces was untied. I stepped on it with my other shoe, then picked up my foot in the untied shoe and fell over. I was going over a berm along a busy street to get to – you guessed it – a thrift store. That was a… Continue reading Falling, Falling, Falling