Category: memoir

Serendipity and Tea Cups

Posted in chorus, dinner party, Facebook Marketplace, memoir, serendipity, tea cups, thrift stores, thriftingLeave a comment

Tuesday is senior day at many of my thrift stores and Ten per cent Tuesday at another one on the circuit. I headed out this morning with high hopes for some great dishes (I sell them on Facebook Marketplace). The first thrift store after my massage and grocery run had beautiful Spode dinner plates. I… Continue reading Serendipity and Tea Cups

My Greatly-damaged Rescue Dog

Posted in animal adoption, animal rescue, animal training, dogs, fireworks, hunting, Jack Russell terrier, memoir, relationships1 Comment

(re-run) It’s been eighteen months since I adopted Daisy. The day after Christmas, 2017, I went out and got my dog Pepper a dog. Pepper has looked at me sideways many times since that fateful decision. Why did you get a Jack Russell? Why did you get this Jack Russell? Why does she growl at… Continue reading My Greatly-damaged Rescue Dog

Five Red Chairs

Posted in August, beach, Facebook Marketplace, fog, lawn chair, memoir, Monterey Bay, neighbors, sale, shopping, tariffs, tea cups, thrift stores, Wayfair1 Comment

I bought them in April because of the upcoming tariffs.  There were only five left in red. They had to be red.  They were delivered to my neighbor’s house since I’m not always here. They came unassembled. I tried to put one together. I had the diagram, the parts, and the time. I did okay… Continue reading Five Red Chairs

The Tree Trimming Post

Posted in Bay Area, California, dogs, heat wave, memoir, Monterey Bay, Monterey county, permits, tree trimmer, treesLeave a comment

(re-run from 2021) The beach town where I have an almost -100-year-old house has Draconian tree removal laws. In other words, you can’t. You can trim your tree up to 25%, but good luck trying to remove it. I found this out the hard way when I applied for a tree removal permit ($181.00) and… Continue reading The Tree Trimming Post

A New Chorus

Posted in alto, choreography, chorus, directors, Disney channel, dogs, high school, memoir, pandemic, rehearsal, singing, teenagers, vocal rangeLeave a comment

(re-run) My chorus hasn’t given a performance in two whole years. We are scheduled to sing next month, with only two rehearsals left.  Tonight, we rehearsed for two and a half hours, and we were on the risers for half of it. This chorus is not like the one we had two years ago. The… Continue reading A New Chorus

Pyracantha and the Path to School

Posted in California, deer, fences, gardeners, memoir, native plants, photinia, pyracantha, school, school district, shortcut, smoking, trash, weedLeave a comment

(re-run) When my kids were 14, 11 and 6, we moved into a house that bordered the school district’s property. The middle school sat to the right of our backyard, and the high school sat to the left. Only a chain-length fence and a hedge of Photinia separated its property from ours. I called the… Continue reading Pyracantha and the Path to School

The Missing GPS Gene

Posted in basement, caveman, directions, dyslexic, evolution, GPS, humor, memoir, relationships, San Diego, Target, tornadoLeave a comment

(re-run) The women in my family are spatially challenged, as in, which way is south? West ? North? East? I remembered that the northwest corner of the basement was supposed to be the safest place in case of a tornado, but I had no idea which corner that would be. Now that I live near… Continue reading The Missing GPS Gene

Barbies or a Boyfriend?

Posted in Barbie, boyfriend, daughter, Facebook, feminist, kindergarten, memoir, mom, Pokemon, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, UkraineLeave a comment

(re-run) Facebook has done it again. When I think I have no ideas for a new blog post, a Facebook exchange with a stranger will remind me of something in my past to write about. The post was a Ukranian girl sitting in a window, holding a weapon. The caption said, “While American tweens are… Continue reading Barbies or a Boyfriend?