Category: dogs

Why Seniors Shouldn’t Multi Task

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I’v been mutli-tasking my whole life. Until today. No more. And this is why. I spent the last two days working with my handy woman/gardener/housecleaner at my beach house. We cleaned and organized the garage, donated furniture and stuff with her truck and moved rocks around in the front yard.  She left this morning, and… Continue reading Why Seniors Shouldn’t Multi Task

Memories Light the Corners of my Mind

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(re-run) I used to be good at remembering people’s names and remembering to use coupons before they expired. Now I am lucky if I can find the coupon when I am at the store. Today, at CVS, I checked out and was given a long receipt with $6.00 of extra bucks on it. My new… Continue reading Memories Light the Corners of my Mind

Lovely Rita, Meter Maid

Posted in Bay Area, California, dogs, friends, girl friends, humor, library, memoir, newspaper, parking, parking lot, parking ticket, thrift storeLeave a comment

(re-run) Saturdays are best when they are busy.  I like to have things to do.  Yesterday was fun from morning to night.  I spent most of the day in overly-metered Walnut Creek.  The town of walnut orchards has turned into a buzzing destination for shoppers.  It boasts a Nordstroms, Neiman Marcus (Needless Mark-up), Tiffany, Apple,… Continue reading Lovely Rita, Meter Maid

When CPR Class Pays Off

Posted in baby, Camporee, college essays, CPR training, dogs, Eagle Scout Award, Girl Scout leader, Girl Scouts, Gold Award, Heimlich maneuver, memoir, sisterLeave a comment

(re-run) Long ago, in my previous married life, I was a Girl Scout leader for my youngest child and the girls her age at the elementary school.  I was supposed to get CPR training, so I went to the classes and got certified.  Maybe someday I’ll need it while doing a scout activity. As it… Continue reading When CPR Class Pays Off

Living with a Ratter

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The change in the weather is the time to handle the rat situation. How does one know she has rats under her house? Just ask any terrier who might happen to live with you. Terriers were bred to find and kill rodents. Daisy is Jack Russell terrier. I didn’t know how bad my rat problem… Continue reading Living with a Ratter

The Neighbors, the Loose Pitbull, and the Daily Pooper

Posted in animal control, antique store, California, children, confrontation, dogs, Frisbee, high school, leash, memoir, middle school, neighbors, pit bull, poop, teachingLeave a comment

(re-run) We bought a house on a street that was a long court with two courts coming off of it. We were up at the top, and it was a great and safe place for my kids to walk our greyhound mix dog. Until it wasn’t. “That was a short walk,” I said when they… Continue reading The Neighbors, the Loose Pitbull, and the Daily Pooper

Musical Cleaning Day (waiting for plumber)

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(re-run) I am cleaning today. The plumber said he’d be here by mid-morning, but it wasn’t not looking good.  I worked on a review for a new children’s book coming out next month. I watched some Dry Bar Comedy while I digested my breakfast.  That is no longer a multi-tasking feature of my aging body.… Continue reading Musical Cleaning Day (waiting for plumber)

Where’s My Fish?

Posted in art, artist, beach, Carmel Pine Cone, ceramics, coast, dogs, fish, memoir, Monterey Bay, Monterey county, open studio tour, pandemic, power outage, stressLeave a comment

Last year it was easy running down to the beach house for a few days since nothing was going on. The freeways were deserted while everyone stayed home during the pandemic.  Now that life is somewhat back to normal, I have to give up fun things to make room for a beachy weekend. I left… Continue reading Where’s My Fish?