(re-run from 2021) The power is out. I was in the middle of a movie when everything shut off. One of my neighbors just texted me, asking me to report the outage to PG& E. The more the better, they said. A few minutes after that, I received a robocall. The outage was affecting 5000… Continue reading Off the Power Grid
Category: memoir
Drinking, Dancing and Driving
(re-run from 2019) I am a happy version of a designated driver. Instead of abstaining completely, I drink two glasses of wine per dancing event. I drink early and then stop. I do this for two reasons. #1 — I am a lightweight with alcohol. #2 — I need to drive friends that drink more… Continue reading Drinking, Dancing and Driving
Sideshows are the New Running of the Bulls
(re-run) Watching the local news tonight, I saw that it was reported that many cities in the Bay Area had sideshows going on last night. Sideshows are entertainment involving people in cars and trucks spinning doughnuts in the middle of intersections while hundreds of people watch, ride, and take videos of the chaos. It happens… Continue reading Sideshows are the New Running of the Bulls
Bye-bye, Apple Tree
(re-run) It’s not supposed to be this windy in July. Not only was it a cool day, but wind gusts reached up to 50 miles per hour. I noticed my dog, Pepper, crunching on a small green apple this morning. I thought it was odd that the tree was dropping apples so soon. Little did… Continue reading Bye-bye, Apple Tree
Worst Boss Ever
(re-run) Aside from the old-guy boss I had for ten days at the Iowa State Fair the summer after ninth grade, who took one look at my giraffe legs in my short culottes jumper I’d made in sewing class and demanded that I bend over to see if my butt would show (it didn’t), George… Continue reading Worst Boss Ever
Sometimes It’s Good to Be Clueless
Today I ran a bunch of errands, including the thrift store, grocery store, bank and pet store, in that order. The thrift store parking lot gets crazy at noon since there are many restaurants next to it, so I went there before noon to get a spot. The older volunteer at the thrift store was… Continue reading Sometimes It’s Good to Be Clueless
The Busted Nut
(re-run) A decade ago, my boyfriend (at the time) and I took a driving vacation from my mom’s place in Iowa, up to Sioux Falls, and across South Dakota to Rapid City, Mount Rushmore, and Crazy Horse. I’d never seen the Badlands or the Black Hills. I heard the story of Mount Rushmore, USA government… Continue reading The Busted Nut
K is for Karma
(re-run) My second day at the beach house, the day after my work day of pulling too many weeds and also going to a street fair, was a thrift store day. I drove to Carmel and got there just after the 10:00 opening. I picked out $10.00 worth of stuff so that I could get… Continue reading K is for Karma
Thoughts on Leftovers
(re-run) Since this blog is called First Date Worst Date Ever, you might think I’m talking about sloppy seconds as in second choice for a date, but I’m not. I’m talking about food in the fridge in a cute little round or rectangular Tupperware container. My ex wouldn’t touch a leftover with a ten-foot pole. … Continue reading Thoughts on Leftovers
Daisy Strikes Again
(re-run) After a five mile hike, my legs ached, and I wanted to go to bed. I turned off the news at 10:15, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and then headed down the hall to the main bathroom with the doggy door. Both dogs were outside barking. I turned around and went to the… Continue reading Daisy Strikes Again
