Monterey Bay – Page 5 – FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER!

Return to the Scene of the Crime

December 4, 2021December 4, 2021 Posted in animal rescue, animals, beach, bench, California, carbon monoxide alarm, dogs, donations, fences, Good Will, hard boiled eggs, memoir, Monterey Bay, Nordstrom, repurposing, smoke, smoke alarms, thrift store, yard, yard workLeave a comment

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

A Ghost Story

October 30, 2021October 30, 2021 Posted in California, ghosts, humor, memoir, Monterey Bay, relationships, spirits, energyLeave a comment

(re-run) This is not a Halloween story. No words written in blood on the hallway walls, no moaning spirits or flickering lights, or candles blowing themselves out. Just a feeling of not being alone. Ghosts, if you will, leftover energy from those who came before us. As a child I was called the sensitive one.… Continue reading A Ghost Story

Where’s My Fish?

October 19, 2021October 19, 2021 Posted in art, artist, beach, Carmel Pine Cone, ceramics, coast, dogs, fish, memoir, Monterey Bay, Monterey county, open studio tour, pandemic, power outage, stressLeave a comment

Last year it was easy running down to the beach house for a few days since nothing was going on. The freeways were deserted while everyone stayed home during the pandemic. Now that life is somewhat back to normal, I have to give up fun things to make room for a beachy weekend. I left… Continue reading Where’s My Fish?

Spear Fishing, Anyone?

September 18, 2021September 17, 2021 Posted in California, cars, dating, hunting, Monterey Bay, sports, travel, worstLeave a comment

(re-run) Aaron and Katie decided to go spear fishing. He had just bought her a wet suit, and he was looking forward to introducing her to hunting in the ocean. The pair had been to Fort Bragg, where they dived for abalone. This time, Aaron took Katie to Monterey Bay, and they went through the… Continue reading Spear Fishing, Anyone?

That Dang Daisy Dog

September 13, 2021September 12, 2021 Posted in beach, chase, computer, deer, dogs, memoir, Monterey Bay, veterinarianLeave a comment

(re-run) This morning I packed the car to return from Monterey. The dogs get excited, so they actually get into the car first so that I can shut the doors and not worry about them. My little beach house shares a driveway with a family with a big boxer named Titus. He is sometimes loose… Continue reading That Dang Daisy Dog

Car Shows, Men, and Elvis

August 12, 2021August 11, 2021 Posted in beer, Carmel, cars, dogs, Elvis, exercise, humor, memoir, Monterey Bay, Pebble Beach, relationships, Spain, Study abroad, wineLeave a comment

(re-run) It’s funny how memories of one thing lead to memories of other things happening in the same time period. Like the Twin Towers falling, or JFK getting assassinated. Or Elvis dying. Today is the anniversary of Elvis Presley’s death. Forty-two years ago, I was stepping off an airplane from Spain (by way of Morocco).… Continue reading Car Shows, Men, and Elvis

That Dang Daisy Dog

July 9, 2021 Posted in beach, chase, computer, deer, dogs, memoir, Monterey Bay, veterinarianLeave a comment

This morning I packed the car to return from Monterey. The dogs get excited, so they actually get into the car first so that I can shut the doors and not worry about them. My little beach house shares a driveway with a family with a big boxer named Titus. He is sometimes loose on… Continue reading That Dang Daisy Dog

No More Renters

June 4, 2021June 4, 2021 Posted in divorce, dogs, family, friends, friends of friends, memoir, Monterey Bay, Monterey county, paying it forward, renters, vacationLeave a comment

I own a very old house in Monterey County, where everybody wants to go on vacation. For ten years I rented it out to friends, way under market value, although the price has been creeping up these last few years. During the pandemic, I rented it one time, and my mom, sis, and brother-in-law spent… Continue reading No More Renters

The Case of the Missing Creepy Portrait

May 19, 2021May 17, 2021 Posted in antique store, antiques dealer, beach, bees, cleaning, closets, cupboard, eyes, memoir, Monterey Bay, pandemic, portfolio, portraitLeave a comment

When I had an antique store and people were constantly bringing me stuff to buy, I acquired some large portraits from the 1800s, the kind where the eyes follow you around the room. I hung three of my favorites in the upstairs back hallway of the big marriage house, only to find out years later… Continue reading The Case of the Missing Creepy Portrait

Mow, Blow and Go – Gone?

March 19, 2021March 19, 2021 Posted in air pollution, beach, gardeners, gas blower, law, leaf blower, massage, memoir, Monterey Bay, neighbors, noise pollution, pollution, trees, weeds2 Comments

My little beach town has outlawed the gas blowers that the gardeners use. The new law went into effect on March 1st, and clearly, my 98-year-old neighbor’s gardener didn’t get the memo. He was out in full noise-and-air-pollution force last week with his gas blower. The law states that electric blowers and battery-operated blowers can… Continue reading Mow, Blow and Go – Gone?