When I moved to the Bay Area, no one explained what Fleet Week was. But after many years, I finally figured it out — big ships, military stuff, the Blue Angels. The Blue Angels are six military jets that fly in formation by some amazing pilots. They fly over the city of San Francisco for… Continue reading Fleet Week and the $10,000,000 Lot
Category: memoir
What to Do instead of Going Online
It’s amazing once a person takes the internet out of the daily equation, just how much she can get done. And how she doesn’t miss it all that much. And how she has time to write about not missing it. As technology goes, I could take it or leave it. I still shop at real… Continue reading What to Do instead of Going Online
The Shame of my Generation
I am ashamed of some of my friends. Let’s just say we are in the senior citizen range, from fifty-five and up. Way up. Some of them are in their eighties. They are making fun of youth marching in the streets for climate change. They are attacking Greta Thunberg, the Swedish teenager who started it… Continue reading The Shame of my Generation
The Saga of the Spider
Today at my sister’s board and care home, as I was reading her the newspaper, I glanced out the large sliding glass door and noticed a huge spider web with a spider in the center. It was one and a half inches across and yellow with red stripes on the legs. I took several photos,… Continue reading The Saga of the Spider
Girlfriends vs. Family
It has come to my attention this past week that some of my friends are unhappy with me for not calling them as often as I used to. As I told a girlfriend just two days ago, I don’t call anybody these days. I am in charge of two people’s lives, and taking care of… Continue reading Girlfriends vs. Family
Fluorescent Man at the Wine Festival
Today the town up one freeway and over another freeway had a wine festival. My art friend was showing her work, so we agreed to meet for lunch when she was done. A guy friend wanted to dance at 5:00 to the Spazmatics. I got the dogs done early, visited my sis, and then headed… Continue reading Fluorescent Man at the Wine Festival
Shake-up in the Routine
I am a creature of habit. If it’s Monday then it’s exercise with Carolyn at 9:30. If it’s Tuesday it’s chorus at 7:00. If it’s Wednesday, it’s exercise with Milan at 9:30. If it’s Thursday it’s Wild Card day. If it’s Friday, it’s exercise with Yuko at 9:30. Only this week things were goofed up.… Continue reading Shake-up in the Routine
It’s a Jungle Out There
(re-run) I saw a coyote yesterday during my strength and training class at the senior center. There are so many people in the drop-in class that I have to stand right in front of the glass doors, with a view of the hills filled with wild turkeys, birds, and now Wiley Coyote. My back hurts… Continue reading It’s a Jungle Out There
You Know You’re Getting Old when . . .
. . . .you planned on driving an hour to hear live music for two hours, but now you’d rather sit home and watch the news and the PBS country music special. . . . you decided to sort out all of your framing supplies and halfway through, you thought to yourself, what have I… Continue reading You Know You’re Getting Old when . . .
Massage Talk, Otter Card, and Scavenger Find
Every other Tuesday I treat myself to a full-hour massage at my chiropractor’s office. Curtis is awesome. He can make this senior citizen feel almost 50 again. Curtis asks lots of questions while he is working on me. For the past several months I haven’t been able to talk, have barely been able to lie… Continue reading Massage Talk, Otter Card, and Scavenger Find
FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER! 