memoir – Page 79 – FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER!

Blame it on the Boomers?

March 13, 2022March 13, 2022 Posted in Baby Boomer, Facebook, generation, government, homeless, house of representatives, mass shootings, Medicare, memoir, middle class, poor, rich, Ronald Reagan, senator, social security, Supreme Court, Trickle Down Economics, unionsLeave a comment

I saw a post on Facebook that Boomers ruined the country. I responded back that the government ruined the country. I got a response that the government was all Boomers, right? Excuse me? Baby Boomers were born after the end of World War II when the soldiers/fighters/wounded came home and produced a plethora of babies.… Continue reading Blame it on the Boomers?

The Crack in my Face

March 11, 2022March 11, 2022 Posted in bathroom, California, Central America, children, citizenship, clenching, DACA, doctor, Dreamers, drugs, ENT, forehead, furrowed brow, gangs, Guatemala, Honduras, immigrants, jaw therapist, memoir, mothers, mouthguard, welfareLeave a comment

(re-run) Because my adult child moved in, I changed bathrooms. They get the new one at the other end of the house, and I get the hallway one with the skylight and window (the master bathroom is a cave). I was putting on my make-up the other day with daylight coming in. There it was,… Continue reading The Crack in my Face

When It’s Foggy, Go Thrifting

March 7, 2022March 7, 2022 Posted in car accident, Carmel, dog walks, drugstore, fog, June Gloom, memoir, Monterey county, pandemic, thrift store, travel, weeds, ZumbaLeave a comment

(re-run) I am in Monterey County, which is known for its June Gloom. I woke up to fog and had no desire to pull weeds in the dampness. Since there was no Zoom Zumba this morning, I seized the day, deciding before breakfast to go thrifting in Carmel. I hadn’t been there for a few… Continue reading When It’s Foggy, Go Thrifting

The Dancing Tribe

March 5, 2022March 5, 2022 Posted in Beatles, California, community, dancing, hiking, live music, memoir, outdoors, pandemic, party, rock and roll, swing dancing, tribeLeave a comment

Different town. Different band. Same faces. We are the tribe of dancers, mostly in our fifties, sixties, and seventies, following rock and roll music wherever it goes. We might not know each other’s names, but we smile and wave. It’s been two years since some of us have seen each other. Last summer the venues… Continue reading The Dancing Tribe

The Red-tailed Hawk and the Toddler Fence

March 3, 2022March 3, 2022 Posted in birds, California, children, humor, hunting, Lindsay Wildlife Museum, memoir, Mount Diablo State Park, nature, outdoors, relationships, toddler, worstLeave a comment

(re-run) I am a bird lover. I feed the song birds and the finches. I have an ongoing water supply in the form of a fountain in my back yard. I’ve planted native plants for the hummingbirds. When I hike, I am thrilled to find a hawk feather to add to my hat. Twenty-odd years… Continue reading The Red-tailed Hawk and the Toddler Fence

Hat Trick

March 2, 2022May 3, 2022 Posted in business, California, Etsy, Facebook, Facebook Marketplace, garage, hats, memoir, San Francisco, tea cups, tea room, vintageLeave a comment

I have too many hats. Most of them were store inventory since I had a costume business for kids – field trips, book reports, etc. I sold on Etsy for five years until they became a corporate company with plans to streamline the buyer’s experience. Just click a button and order with your credit card.… Continue reading Hat Trick

A Mouse in the Bed

March 1, 2022March 1, 2022 Posted in childhood, grandma, Iowa, memoir, memory, mom, mouse, storms, trees, validation, vole2 Comments

(re-run) When my oldest child was in 4th or 5th grade, she told me one morning that there was a mouse in her bed. “There’s no mouse in your bed!” I said. “There is,” she said. “I felt it crawling over my leg.” She went off to school, and I told my mother, who was… Continue reading A Mouse in the Bed

Cut Loose on a Saturday Afternoon

February 26, 2022February 26, 2022 Posted in best, California, dancing, drinking, friends, historic, humor, live music, Mare Island, memoir, music, navy, singing, socializing, wineryLeave a comment

(re-run) “I like the way you dance,” he said to me that Saturday afternoon. Margo and I had gone to Vino Godfather, a cool little winery in an old Victorian house on Mare Island in Vallejo. The island used to be a naval base, judging from the abandoned barracks on the way to the winery.… Continue reading Cut Loose on a Saturday Afternoon

Uncle Frank and the Jar of Coins

February 25, 2022February 25, 2022 Posted in 4th of July, antique, California, carnival, cats, cousins, Des Moines, grandfather clock, Iowa, memoir, mom, money, uncleLeave a comment

(re-run) I grew up with three uncles, one in Colorado, another on the other side of the state, and one near my home town in Des Moines, Iowa. Uncle Frank was older than the other uncles, but since his daughter, Nina, was my age, I hardly noticed. He was married to my grandma’s younger sister. … Continue reading Uncle Frank and the Jar of Coins

Feeling Better

February 23, 2022February 23, 2022 Posted in animals, birdfeeder, birds, Depression, dogs, exercise, food, Iowa, medications, melanoma, memoir, mood, nature, sunshine, Zumba3 Comments

(re-run) I have some down days every year, but mostly I don’t. I know I’m lucky. I have also aligned my life to feel better. Coincidentally, a relative’s therapist told her the five things she needs every day to get out of her funk. Nature – I grew up outside in Iowa. As kids, we… Continue reading Feeling Better