(re-run) Today’s the day I am supposed to resolve to do better, work harder, exercise more, and eat clean. Guess what? I learned long ago to do things in baby steps. It takes twenty-one days to form a new habit. Sometimes I can do it if I don’t think too hard about it. Like yogurt.… Continue reading No New Year’s Resolutions for Me
Category: memoir
Child of Rock and Roll
(re-run) Being a child in the 60s and becoming a teen-ager a year after the Summer of Love and the year before Woodstock, I straddled two decades of great music with a foot in each. As kids, we danced to Elvis records in Debbie Harvey’s basement, which was way cooler than dancing to Bing Crosby… Continue reading Child of Rock and Roll
Estate Sale, Free for One Hour
(re-run) A friend in our 100+ member singles’ ski club sent an email last night. “I am the lawyer for an estate in Walnut Creek. House must be cleared out. Everything free for one hour tomorrow – 12:30 to 1:30.” I saw the email and responded, “I am looking for tea cups!” The next day… Continue reading Estate Sale, Free for One Hour
Daisy Strikes Again
(Today is Daisy’s adopt-i-versary) 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… Continue reading Daisy Strikes Again
Christmas Eve Lock-out
(re-run) As we were getting ready to walk the three dogs on Christmas Eve, I announced to my two adult kids that I wasn’t going to bring my bulky key ring of keys. My son said he would bring his key. As we left through the laundry room door, I turned the knob on the… Continue reading Christmas Eve Lock-out
Home Alone in the Shower
(re-run) If you’ve never seen Alfred Hitchcock’s horror movie, Psycho, Janet Leigh gets killed while taking a shower. It’s a creep fest, and she won awards for her convincing screams. Flash back to the 70’s, when I was a teenager and home alone, taking a shower in the new basement bathroom. It was a crude… Continue reading Home Alone in the Shower
Daisy’s DNA
(re-run) My three-time rescue dog looks like a Jack Russell terrier. The vet calls her a Jack Russell. She looks like a skinny Eddie from Frasier. But that’s where the comparison ends. Daisy is freakishly smart. She can open doors and escape yards by jumping over the gate or digging under it. She can hurl… Continue reading Daisy’s DNA
Chorus Concerts a Super-spreader Weekend
(re-run) I’m in a chorus with 94 people. Last spring we performed Friday night, Saturday night, and Sunday afternoon. We all had to show a negative antigen test from Friday morning. We thought we were golden. We took off our masks. I’ve been wearing a mask to every rehearsal for four months. But it’s hotter… Continue reading Chorus Concerts a Super-spreader Weekend
My Fake-Coffee Half Hour
(re-run) It’s funny how a person’s perception of what is good changes with the circumstances. I used to look forward to my can of Diet Coke every day until I reached my mid-forties. Then the stuff became too hard on my stomach, and I gave it up. I used to look forward to my cup… Continue reading My Fake-Coffee Half Hour
How to Wreck your Cell Phone
There are lots of ways to ruin you cell phone. I thought I’d heard them all when: 1. It fell from back pocket into toilet. 2. It fell into the hot tub. 3. It got dropped into a pan of dishwater. 4. It got wet when a glass of water wine, beer, or Coke was… Continue reading How to Wreck your Cell Phone
FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER! 