(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
Category: memoir
West Side Story
Sixty years ago, the movie West Side Story won 10 Academy Awards at the Oscars. It was perfection. Why did Steven Spielberg feel the need to make it again? Because he could. Because he did. Because he should’ve. Spielberg has a slew of movies under his belt – E.T., Indiana Jones, Schindler’s List and so… Continue reading West Side Story
Last Costco Run of 2021
I have a love-hate relationship with Costco. I love the convenience of buying candy, batteries, latex gloves, apples, wool socks and books in one run. I hate the lifting, then lifting again, and finally, lifting again at home. Today the checker’s helper did the lifting onto the conveyor belt. “Please don’t put anything heavy on… Continue reading Last Costco Run of 2021
Butt Text Emojis and Other Stuff
(re-run) You’ve got to help out us Boomers. We try to be cool and stay relevant, but it’s hard, you know, since we grew up in different times. Our thumbs won’t be arthritic by the time we’re old. We know this because we’re already there, and our thumbs are fine. I did strain the third… Continue reading Butt Text Emojis and Other Stuff
The Missing GPS Gene
(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
Feeling Better
(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
Return to the Scene of the Crime
Two weeks ago, I tried to burn my house down. I came home in time to turn off the burner under the hard-boiled eggs. Eight of them had become missiles and hung in pieces from every surface in the kitchen. Four of them turned black in the Teflon pan. When I put the key in… Continue reading Return to the Scene of the Crime
Get Back
Who knew that John Lennon could be silly, smiley, and fun? Most books I’ve read about him portrayed him as surly and not too nice. Peter Jackson’s eight-hour Beatles’ documentary (yes, 8) this past weekend shows the lighter side of John Lennon. Aside from the introduction where Jackson misstates the ages of Paul and George… Continue reading Get Back
Daisy’s DNA
My three-time rescue dog looks like a Jack Russell terrier. The vet calls her a Jack Russell. She sort of looks like a skinny Eddie from Frazier. 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… Continue reading Daisy’s DNA
Where’s the Beef Going?
My sister fell out of her recliner at her nursing home (board and care home, actually) and landed on her face and her glasses. The glasses were badly bent, so I needed to go to Costco on the DAY BEFORE THANKSGIVING to see if they would bend them back into shape with their magical optical… Continue reading Where’s the Beef Going?
FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER! 