Category: girl friends

The Eight-stick Day or Colonoscopy from H#$l

Posted in 12 Days of Christmas, ambulance, girl friends, hospital, IV, memoir, nurse, phlebotomist4 Comments

(re-run) People over fifty have to have colonoscopies to make sure they don’t have colon cancer, although my chorus friend Travis, who just turned 51, says there’s a less-invasive test nowadays. Not for me. I was due for my ten-year test, so I bought the clean-out meds and took them at the prescribed time. They… Continue reading The Eight-stick Day or Colonoscopy from H#$l

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.  So 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,… Continue reading Lovely Rita, Meter Maid

Crocodile Rock

Posted in Beatles, best, California, dancing, drinking, Elton John, friends, girl friends, humor, memoir, nature, park, relationships, summer1 Comment

(re-run) Friday evening there was an Elton John tribute band in the plaza. Since Yellow Brick Road is one of my all-time favorite albums, I thought, why not?  My youngest, visiting from Boston, had plans to see her friends in Berkeley. It had finally cooled off a bit, and the smoke from the wildfires wasn’t… Continue reading Crocodile Rock

Date with an Older Man

Posted in aging, best, California, dancing, dating, dogs, exercise, friends, girl friends, gym, hiking, holidays, humor, relationships, sister, Spanish, surpriseLeave a comment

(re-run) I said yes. To a date. With a much older man. My girlfriend met him and didn’t approve. But she also said she wouldn’t dance with any guy she wouldn’t want to kiss. I dance with everyone – men, women, kids – many of whom I would never put my lips on.  Does dancing… Continue reading Date with an Older Man

Lovely Rita, Meter Maid

Posted in Bay Area, California, dogs, friends, girl friends, humor, library, memoir, newspaper, parking, parking lot, parking ticket, thrift store2 Comments

(re-run) Saturdays are best when they are busy.  I like to have things to do.  So 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,… Continue reading Lovely Rita, Meter Maid

When your Dog Wants to Kill your Friend’s Dog

Posted in animal adoption, animal rescue, animal training, beach, Carmel, carpool, dogs, girl friends, humor, Jack Russell terrier, labrador, relationships, thrift store2 Comments

I invited my friend to my beach house, and she asked to bring her twelve-pound rescue dog. I was hesitant to answer. I wondered how it would work out with my two bigger dogs. Pepper, a mellow lab mix, would be fine. The wild card was Daisy, the twenty-pound Jack Russell terrier. Daisy is a… Continue reading When your Dog Wants to Kill your Friend’s Dog

Shop Till You Drop

Posted in best, California, Carmel, girl friends, girlfriends, helpful strangers, humor, memoir, music, relationships, retail, summer, thrift store, travel, underwear1 Comment

(re-run) We had already hit two thrift stores and were heading for a third. Then I remembered that Vicky wanted to go to the ones in Carmel. I turned onto Forest Avenue and took the winding highway 68 through the Monterey pines. It would lead to the new roundabout that would send the traffic north… Continue reading Shop Till You Drop