“Fireflies are the confetti of angels.” That is some great writing. If you haven’t seen the new show, Bless This Mess, it is hilarious. There is no laugh track, Barbara. No live audience, either, Old Dave. Maybe it’s because the show is set in Nebraska, where I used to teach. I lived in a farmhouse… Continue reading I Need More Friends
First of all, heavy rain in California in mid-May is highly unusual. Yes, we’ve had rain and some Memorial Day parties dampened, but this rain is heavy, and that’s just weird. The dogs aren’t tired. They got no walk. Sorry, girls. It’s a good night to read a book, or watch the final episode of… Continue reading A Rainy Day Blog Post
I used to write every day. That was back when I had sleeping babies and pre-schoolers that went to school on a regular schedule. Now that I’m an empty nester I think I am going to write every day, but then stuff happens. Like exercise classes and long hikes. Dog walks. Contractors. A sister to… Continue reading Making Time to Write
Two of my friends who don’t know one another went at it on Facebook over an Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez quote, which said that powerful women get picked on because they are powerful women. The guy friend stated that gender has nothing to do with it. The gal friend argued that it has everything to do with… Continue reading Gender Wars on Facebook
We all have one. Some of us have common sense. Some of us can pack a bag like nobody’s business. Some of us have perfect pitch. I have one friend who says, “Give me a fridge filled with leftovers, and I can whip up a delicious meal.” There’s an eight year old girl in Benbow… Continue reading What’s your Super Power?
+ Hail, thunder, sunset, a rainbow. It all happened Sunday afternoon within five minutes of one another. Monday brought polar weather to my California town. It’s the second half of February. I am ready for winter to be done. True, we haven’t had snow, except that one day. We rarely have ice, but this morning… Continue reading The Late Winter Blues
My, how times have changed. The movie name in my title came out in 1968, and it’s a reference to how having a family of six can benefit you at a Chinese restaurant. Two of my kids are bi-coastal, having grown up on one coast and now working on another. They are quick to call… Continue reading With Six You Get Eggroll