Memories Locked into the Brain

They say smells trigger memories, and I am sure they do. But so do holidays, and things like pumpkin pies. Homemade pumpkin pies are brown with black dots of spices on the top, not bright orange like the ones from Costco. When my younger sister cut into her brown homemade pie, I thought of the… Continue reading Memories Locked into the Brain

Dating and other Things Over Fifty

Sherry didn’t get her first colonoscopy when she turned fifty. She put it off. Did she have one done at 51?   No, she did not. 52?   No, she did not. Finally, Sherry scheduled it to be done at 53.  She was so nervous when she went in that the nurses asked Joe, a regular patient… Continue reading Dating and other Things Over Fifty

Worst Fake Friend Ever

When I moved to suburbia in the Bay Area, I joined the Danville-Alamo Newcomer’s club and then joined the babysitting co-op within the club. We were all new mothers with one or two children, and the thirty of us traded babysitting with coupons while our little families grew older and bigger. My two-year-old daughter bonded… Continue reading Worst Fake Friend Ever