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My Home-town Report

Posted in attic, basement, Beatles, California, car, chorus, college, cornfield, farm life, farmers, Home Ec, home town, jeans, Little Kiddles, marijuana, memoir, repurposing, singing, sister1 Comment

Last night at chorus rehearsal, I had to say something about my hometown, since I missed the retreat due to COVID.  He called on me last, so I had some time to figure out what I was going to say. What I said was, “I’m from Urbandale, Iowa, a suburb of Des Moines.” Soprano Rebecca… Continue reading My Home-town Report

Who Has the Bigger Butt

Posted in audience, babies, bet, big butts, coaches, Dachshund, dogs, in-laws, jeans, laundry, marriage, memoir, mother-in-law, photo albums, photographs, relationships, tact or lack thereof1 Comment

The family dog passed away last month at the age of eighteen and three quarters years’ old.  My youngest asked for pictures of him, so I went through a dozen albums last night sorting photos. It was time for a clean-out of: Babies if I don’t know who they are. Sports coaches I don’t remember.… Continue reading Who Has the Bigger Butt

J is for Jeans

Posted in belt, blue jeans, cell phone, dancing, holes, humor, inseam, jeans, leggings, purse, relationships, saggy butt syndrome, weight lossLeave a comment

I have a child whose name starts with J. She told me not to write about her in my blog. Okay, Jaqueesha (not her real name).  I skipped the letter J when doing the April alphabet challenge because I couldn’t think of a post about a J word. There are lots of words that start… Continue reading J is for Jeans