memoir – Page 122 – FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER!

Thank God for Girl Scout Cookies

March 30, 2020March 29, 2020 Posted in books, California, clean the garage, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dog walks, dogs, Facebook, fences, Girl Scout cookies, grammatical mistakes, memoir, social distancing, swear words, ticketLeave a comment

This is my 21st day in quarantine. I started early when my sister’s infectious disease doctor told me not to risk it. I sold my ticket to a Motown review and went to the beach house. When the nursing homes shut down all visitors, I saw my sis for another week. She lives in a… Continue reading Thank God for Girl Scout Cookies

You Know It is Shelter in Place when . . .

March 28, 2020March 28, 2020 Posted in blog posts, clean the garage, Coronavirus, Covid 19, dogs, exercise, Facebook, grocery store, hair, library, live music, memoir, news, shelter in place, spiders, toilet paper, TVLeave a comment

You have four library books on hold at your local branch, but all libraries are closed. The gray stripe at your scalp is showing. You discover toilet paper in the back of your closet and get really excited. You start counting your avocados. You take time to comment on ALL of the Facebook posts you… Continue reading You Know It is Shelter in Place when . . .

Designer Dogs

March 28, 2020March 29, 2020 Posted in dogs, humor, last, memoir, puppy, relationships4 Comments

(re-run) As I watched the end of the Oscars with a little dog cozied up in the chair with me and my sister asking when she could go to bed, I thought back on the man I met two nights before, the one who wanted to get a Doodle Dane, a cross breed between a… Continue reading Designer Dogs

Need an App for That

March 26, 2020March 26, 2020 Posted in BART, best, California, contractor, culture, dogs, Hamilton, humor, memoirLeave a comment

(re-run) Yesterday I went to the play Hamilton in San Francisco. I left my house at 9:45 a.m. and returned home at 7:15 p.m. That’s nine and a half hours that I was gone. I carpooled with a friend to BART, then joined up with two other women, and after a twenty minute BART delay… Continue reading Need an App for That

Saying Good-bye to the Family Dog

March 25, 2020March 26, 2020 Posted in animal training, attitude, brother, California, college, Dachshund, dating, daughter, divorce, dog training, doggie door, dogs, eulogy, ex-boyfriend, ex-husband, fame, family, hiking, memoir, moving, relationships, sister, trainer2 Comments

My son got a puppy on his twelfth birthday, a miniature dachshund, red in color. He wanted to name him Schnitzel. Somehow he ended up with the name Wiener Dog. Nobody called him that except the vet. To the rest of us he was Wienie. This made for some hilarious comments: Time to take Wienie… Continue reading Saying Good-bye to the Family Dog

Who Knew my Rat-killing Rescue Dog Is Part Whippet?

March 23, 2020March 23, 2020 Posted in board and care, Coronavirus, dog walks, doggie door, dogs, exercise, memoir, neighborhood, park, party, rats, treesLeave a comment

It was a beautiful Sunday during Coronavirus lock-down. After yelling at my neighbor yesterday (whom I barely know), although he did deserve it, I decided that I am stressed. It’s because I am not going to exercise classes. They’re all canceled. After running to the store for the SF Chronicle, apples, bananas, and my sister’s… Continue reading Who Knew my Rat-killing Rescue Dog Is Part Whippet?

Tattoos!

March 22, 2020March 21, 2020 Posted in athletes, best, butterflies, California, dancing, dogs, family, friends of friends, generation, humor, memoir, mom, music, relationships, skin, tattoos, worstLeave a comment

I look around and see athletes with tattoos, ex-military people with tattoos, mothers of small children with tattoos . . .

You Can’t Make This S$#T Up

March 21, 2020March 22, 2020 Posted in clipboard, contractor, Coronavirus, Covid 19, fences, memoir, mulch, neighbors, self-isolation, social distancingLeave a comment

The neighbors and I got a new back fence yesterday. It had been falling down for the past nine years. The neighbors wouldn’t do anything about it until a big wind in February took part of it down. We got added to the fence contractor’s schedule since a lot of fences blew down. Our date… Continue reading You Can’t Make This S$#T Up

The Tree Whisperer

March 19, 2020March 19, 2020 Posted in California, gardeners, gardening, helpful strangers, humor, memoir, nature, outdoors, relationships, trees, worstLeave a comment

(re-run) I walk my neighborhood once or twice most days while walking Dog A and Dog B (I can’t walk them together since the newest little weirdo is nuts). Because I am a tree hugger and have planted more than sixty trees at my various houses over the years, I will free a distressed tree… Continue reading The Tree Whisperer

The Upside of Self-quarantining — Is There One?

March 18, 2020March 18, 2020 Posted in 401K, California, Caltrans, Coronavirus, doctor, dogs, extrovert, hair color, hair dye, humor, make-up, Medicare, memoir, nursing home, party, ski resorts, skiing, social distancing, socializing, symphony, thrift store2 Comments

I have a science friend who used the term social distancing a month ago. I listened to her. I thought of my sis in a nursing home situation, the sister I visit daily, and thought to myself, I need to do this. Two weekends ago, I skipped a Motown review at a large theater and… Continue reading The Upside of Self-quarantining — Is There One?