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Return to the Scene of the Crime

Posted in animal rescue, animals, beach, bench, California, carbon monoxide alarm, dogs, donations, fences, Good Will, hard boiled eggs, memoir, Monterey Bay, Nordstrom, repurposing, smoke, smoke alarms, thrift store, yard, yard workLeave a comment

(re-run) Two weeks ago, I tried to burn my house down.  I came home in time to turn off the burner under the hard-boiled eggs. Eight of them had become missiles and hung in pieces from every surface in the kitchen. Four of them turned black in the Teflon pan. When I put the key… Continue reading Return to the Scene of the Crime

Remember Kelly Dolls?

Posted in 1990s, 2000s, Barbie, beach, Beanie Babies, Christmas, doll store, dolls, dolls of color, donations, EBay, farm workers, Kelly dolls, memoir, Monterey Bay, Target, toddler1 Comment

Do you remember the Kelly dolls by Mattel? They are 5 inch tall dolls in their own little plastic and cardboard boxes, Barbie’s little sister. The boxes are as colorful as the dolls. Twenty-some years ago, on my weekly run to Target with a toddler in tow, I would check out the Kelly dolls and… Continue reading Remember Kelly Dolls?

Good Thing for the Rat

Posted in costumes, donations, Facebook Marketplace, income tax, inventory, memoir, rats, vintageLeave a comment

When I went to the garage the other day to get something from the second refrigerator, I noticed the white top of my blue rolling cooler (ice chest) had rat droppings on it. OMG! I’ve lived here thirteen years and have never seen a rat in the garage. Long story short, I got busy finding… Continue reading Good Thing for the Rat

Participation Trophy

Posted in Beanie Babies, childhood, children's books, dehydration, doctor, donations, Duplos, ER, memoir, Millennials, pillow fight, sports, stitches, toad, toys, trophyLeave a comment

(re-run) My millennial children like to make fun of themselves for all the participation trophies they earned in childhood for soccer, basketball, softball, baseball.  Two of them recently ditched the trophies. One of them kept hers. “Why did you guys give us trophies for everything?” Child # 3 asked. “The pendulum swung the other way… Continue reading Participation Trophy

Return to the Scene of the Crime

Posted in animal rescue, animals, beach, bench, California, carbon monoxide alarm, dogs, donations, fences, Good Will, hard boiled eggs, memoir, Monterey Bay, Nordstrom, repurposing, smoke, smoke alarms, thrift store, yard, yard workLeave a comment

(re-run) Two weeks ago, I tried to burn my house down.  I came home in time to turn off the burner under the hard-boiled eggs. Eight of them had become missiles and hung in pieces from every surface in the kitchen. Four of them turned black in the Teflon pan. When I put the key… Continue reading Return to the Scene of the Crime

Two Tubs In, One Tub Out

Posted in beach, dogs, donations, garage, grandfather clock, low back pain, mail, memoir, moving, online sales, pandemic, pioneer outfits, teacherLeave a comment

(re-run) I gave away 78 pioneer outfits (from my beach house garage) to a 4th grade teacher today. I used to sell them online for school field trips, but that all came to a screeching halt with the pandemic. During the lockdown, I finished every dress and shirt in my sewing room, increasing my inventory… Continue reading Two Tubs In, One Tub Out

Participation Trophy

Posted in Beanie Babies, childhood, children's books, dehydration, doctor, donations, Duplos, ER, memoir, Millennials, pillow fight, sports, stitches, toad, toys, trophyLeave a comment

(re-run) My millennial children like to make fun of themselves for all the participation trophies they earned in childhood for soccer, basketball, softball, baseball.  Two of them recently ditched the trophies. One of them kept hers. “Why did you guys give us trophies for everything?” Child # 3 asked. “The pendulum swung the other way… Continue reading Participation Trophy

Return to the Scene of the Crime

Posted in animal rescue, animals, beach, bench, California, carbon monoxide alarm, dogs, donations, fences, Good Will, hard boiled eggs, memoir, Monterey Bay, Nordstrom, repurposing, smoke, smoke alarms, thrift store, yard, yard workLeave a comment

Two weeks ago, I tried to burn my house down.  I came home in time to turn off the burner under the hard-boiled eggs. Eight of them had become missiles and hung in pieces from every surface in the kitchen. Four of them turned black in the Teflon pan. When I put the key in… Continue reading Return to the Scene of the Crime