When you reach a certain age, you realize that some of the things from your past are so obsolete that you haven’t thought about them in decades. Here is a list. Feel free to add to it: Candy cigarettes The Crayola crayon color called flesh Suntan pantyhose Playing cowboys and Indians Toy guns that shoot… Continue reading Obsolete Things from the Past
Category: relationships
A Different Kind of Flip
Eight years ago I bought my little house due to a divorce. I downsized and lost 3000 square feet, an angry husband, and many beloved pieces of furniture – a wing chair, an antique trunk, some beds, a dresser, and an antique dresser and mirror that I refinished by hand after buying it in a… Continue reading A Different Kind of Flip
The Flying Hammer and the Cleaning Lady
Many moons ago, when I was the mother of three young children, my husband (now ex) said, “Let’s remodel the kitchen. I stupidly agreed, not realizing that I would be the one to suffer through six weeks of no kitchen sink and six weeks of feeding my family with no way to cook anything except… Continue reading The Flying Hammer and the Cleaning Lady
The Bed by the Window
(re-run from twelve and a half months ago) Another day, and it’s another dinner with Sis in the rehab wing. Her regular table mates at dinner, Rhonda and Cecily, are the most alert residents in the dining room. One is in her 90’s, the other over 100. Cecily smiles when I wave hello. Rhonda looks… Continue reading The Bed by the Window
The $6000 Sub-zero, for Free
The contractor was coming to the end of my kitchen remodel. He spent two days fine-tuning cabinet doors, trim pieces, switch-plate covers, and paint touch-up. But the old sub-zero refrigerator freezer that he had rolled into a corner in front of my sliding glass door three months before, still sat there, empty. “I need to… Continue reading The $6000 Sub-zero, for Free
Pavlov’s Perfume
My girlfriend, who shall remain nameless, lest someone recognize her on this page, has a three-time rescue dog like me. Hers also started out as a voluntary surrender puppy after his owner first lost a home in the Redding fire. Or possibly he was at the Redding shelter and got shipped out to make room… Continue reading Pavlov’s Perfume
The Grass is Always Greener
I had a meeting tonight with two girlfriends in solid hard-core relationships. One is married, the other is living with her guy. My relationship is with two roommates who fight a lot over squeaky toys and over who gets to go out the door first. They are roommates of the furry kind. So imagine my… Continue reading The Grass is Always Greener
Style Trends that Don’t Last
Most days I don’t have to think too hard to come up with a blog post topic. Today was no exception. It is why some styles don’t last long. Jumpsuits came back into style for a short while, but jumpsuits are impractical. Jumpsuits are a pain in the butt when you need to go to… Continue reading Style Trends that Don’t Last
J is for Jeans
I have a child whose name starts with J. She told me not to write about her in my blog. Okay, Jaqueesha (not her real name). I skipped the letter J when doing the April alphabet challenge because I couldn’t think of a post about a J word. There are lots of words that start… Continue reading J is for Jeans
Real Men Don’t Eat Quiche
Real Men Don’t Eat Quiche was a book published in 1982, a satire on masculinity. Today’s blog post is a bunch of riffs off of this idea. Real Iowans get down and pull weeds with their hands (no Roundup). Real women don’t need to wear stilettos. Real women wear make-up sometimes, and sometimes they don’t.… Continue reading Real Men Don’t Eat Quiche
FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER! 