Category: Omaha

Worst Roommate Ever

Posted in dating, friends, girlfriends, holidays, humor, kitchen sink, memoir, Nebraska, Omaha, relationships, romance, roommate, worstLeave a comment

(re-run) By the time I graduated college, I’d had somewhere close to 37 roommates: the first two in the triple room my freshman year, the next two in another triple when I changed dorms after one quarter, my solo roommate all of sophomore year, then the string of roomies after I moved into the sorority.… Continue reading Worst Roommate Ever

My Hairy Mole

Posted in California, girl friends, girlfriends, high maintenance, home ownership, house, humor, jewelry, make-up, melanoma, memoir, mole, Omaha, Red Hat Society, scars, scarves, shoes, writing, YosemiteLeave a comment

Now that I’ve had one melanoma scare (it was removed), I am on the look-out for suspicious-looking anything. I buy sun shirts but have yet to wear them. I no longer eat lunch on my chaise lounge, legs in the sun. So, when I found the mole on my neck, which has always been there,… Continue reading My Hairy Mole

Trading Up in Omaha

Posted in Council Bluffs, dating, house, Iowa, Japan, military, Nebraska, Omaha, teaching, Virginia, weddingLeave a comment

(re-run) Alice got a teaching job in Council Bluffs, Iowa. She decided to live across the Missouri River in Omaha in an old Victorian that had been converted into apartments. A military guy from Maryland moved in upstairs. She ran into him in the hallway after a bike ride one evening when he was coming… Continue reading Trading Up in Omaha

The Beatles and Me

Posted in Beatles, college, dancing, disco, Elton John, George Harrison, graduation, Grand Funk Railroad, high school, Iowa, J.J. Cale, John Denver, John Lennon, Led Zeppelin, Michael Jackson, Nebraska, Omaha, Paul McCartney, queen, Ringo Starr, The Lovin' Spoonful, Tommy James and the ShondellsLeave a comment

I just realized the other day that the Beatles have been in my life for 57 of my 65 years. My older sis was a fan when they first played for America on the Ed Sullivan show. I was 8, going on 9. Little did I know that our bedroom would soon be filled with… Continue reading The Beatles and Me

Desperado

Posted in dating, firsts, getting dumped, James Taylor, last, memoir, Midwestern, Nebraska, Omaha, relationships, restaurant, worstLeave a comment

(re-run) Another first date during my time in Omaha, Nebraska, was with a tall, thin but attractive man who was a few years older and reminded me of James Taylor. Kevin took me to the standard dinner and a movie and then wanted to show me his house. It was a summer night, and after… Continue reading Desperado

Antiracist (Racist?) Memory

Posted in antiracist, bicycles, comfort level, How to Be an Antiracist, memoir, Nebraska, Omaha, racist, racquetball1 Comment

I just picked up a book to read. It had a long preface, so I paged past it. Then there was a foreword, another preface, and then an introduction. Seriously? Chapter One didn’t start until page 25. I set that book down and picked up another one. The introduction ended on page 11, and the… Continue reading Antiracist (Racist?) Memory

Trading Up in Omaha

Posted in Council Bluffs, dating, house, Iowa, Japan, military, Nebraska, Omaha, teaching, Virginia, weddingLeave a comment

Alice got a teaching job in Council Bluffs, Iowa. She decided to live across the Missouri River in Omaha in an old Victorian that had been converted into apartments. A military guy from Maryland moved in upstairs. She ran into him in the hallway after a bike ride one evening when he was coming back… Continue reading Trading Up in Omaha

My Free Farm Dog

Posted in animal rescue, animal shelter, animal training, dogs, golf course, Iowa, memoir, Nebraska, Omaha, pet, relationshipsLeave a comment

(re-run) I saw three Aussie-mix puppies today.  They are ten to twelve weeks old and gorgeous! I remember Pepper as a puppy just four years ago. I am too old to house-train another puppy.  But they were so cute! I had a Brittany spaniel/Australian Blue Heeler mix puppy way back in the day.  My future… Continue reading My Free Farm Dog