Whole Court Shake-up

(re-run) Ten years ago, I moved to the best little court in my town, in the suburbs of the Bay Area.  At the time, it was a court filled with girls – two grade-school girls across the street (they moved in five months after I did), two same-aged girls next to them, a baby girl… Continue reading Whole Court Shake-up

Another Dang Daisy Dog Post

A Jack Russell Terrier is a hunter and very focused, at that.  Little did I know when I picked the cowering rescue girl in the corner of the adoption room, where she wouldn’t eat anything out of the volunteer’s hand, that she would get comfortable enough in her third life to stalk and kill the… Continue reading Another Dang Daisy Dog Post

Whole Court Shake-up

Ten years ago, I moved to the best little court in my town, in the suburbs of the Bay Area.  At the time, it was a court filled with girls – two grade-school girls across the street (they moved in five months after I did), two same-aged girls next to them, a baby girl bordering… Continue reading Whole Court Shake-up

Daydreaming on a Dog Walk

(re-run) I get some of my best writing ideas while walking my dogs. My brain is free to think while my body is exercising. I am not listening to music or staring into my phone. I am enjoying the view. Today I walked Pepper, my almost four-year-old lab, while Daisy stayed home where she feels… Continue reading Daydreaming on a Dog Walk

Daisy vs. Squirrel – Guess Who Won

The squirrel was attracted to the three bird feeders. It would jump down from the neighbor’s Valley Oak tree, run down the fence, across ten feet of mulch, then run up the plastic rain barrel to climb up the gutter or hang onto the stucco. This is when the dogs would see him as the… Continue reading Daisy vs. Squirrel – Guess Who Won

Daydreaming on a Dog Walk

(re-run) I get some of my best writing ideas while walking my dogs. My brain is free to think while my body is exercising. I am not listening to music or staring into my phone. I am enjoying the view. Today I walked Pepper, my almost four-year-old lab, while Daisy stayed home where she feels… Continue reading Daydreaming on a Dog Walk

Neighborhood Pack Rat

You know our kind. We save everything, just in case. I might need that someday. I’m going to wear that size again. That thing on the side of the road still has use left in it, and it’s free. That has a good memory for me. Who keeps stuff that evokes bad memories? No one,… Continue reading Neighborhood Pack Rat

Who Knew my Rat-killing Rescue Dog Is Part Whippet?

It was a beautiful Sunday during Coronavirus lock-down. After yelling at my neighbor yesterday (whom I barely know), although he did deserve it, I decided that I am stressed. It’s because I am not going to exercise classes. They’re all canceled. After running to the store for the SF Chronicle, apples, bananas, and my sister’s… Continue reading Who Knew my Rat-killing Rescue Dog Is Part Whippet?

A Tricky Post

This is a guilt-ridden post. It is not humorous. It’s about not remembering that the mother of one of my children’s friends had told me three years ago that she had breast cancer. It’s about how I forgot to follow up on this person, even though she lives in my neighborhood. My sister came to… Continue reading A Tricky Post

Tickled Pink with my New View

This is my week for antiquated language.  Here is my tickled-pink story. For you young’uns, tickled pink means you are really, really happy. OMG! Do I have some news today! For thirteen years next month, I have owned a beach house in Monterey county, at first with my husband, now by myself. It sits just… Continue reading Tickled Pink with my New View