Category: USPS

The Turquoise Trailer and the Homeless Couple

Posted in camper trailer, camping, dogs, easement, flower bed, homeless, January, land survey, lawyer, Monterey Bay, neighbors, property line, railroad, shared driveway, storms, USPS, winterLeave a comment

(re-run) My little beach house sits on land bought back in 1929 from the railroad company.  The old deed shows the purchase price of $25.00. For some reason, the original owner didn’t want to buy the land up to the railroad tracks. Now, 95 years later, the land between my back fence and the old… Continue reading The Turquoise Trailer and the Homeless Couple

The Lost Package of Christmas Gifts

Posted in AI, Christmas, gifts, hassle, llamas, memoir, post office, USPSLeave a comment

(re-run) I know, it’s almost March. I mailed one of my adult children’s Christmas gifts to her in two priority boxes after her visit for the holidays (January 10th). One box made it to the East Coast. The other one made it and then went back to Oakland. That’s what the USPS website said when… Continue reading The Lost Package of Christmas Gifts

Harriet and Betty

Posted in Andrew Jackson, Betty White, Harriet Tubman, memoir, music in the park, Native Americans, post office, postage stamp, treaties, twenty dollar bill, underground railroad, USPSLeave a comment

What do Betty White and Harriet Tubman have in common? Both are being celebrated at the Federal level, one on a USPS postage stamp and the other on the twenty-dollar bill. Betty’s stamp is coming out soon. Harriet won’t be on the twenty-dollar bill until 2030. That’s right, Andrew Jackson, you are going bye-bye. You… Continue reading Harriet and Betty

Mornings Are for Blogging

Posted in blogging, Facebook, first draft, ideas, imagination, letter carrier, memoir, memory, morning person, night owl, photographs, revise, USPS, writingLeave a comment

(re-run) When you’re mostly retired, like I am, you find that you think best in the morning. I’ve written and published 29 children’s books, and each one was born in the a.m. (not after midnight). At night I am pretty worthless. I can usually read until 7:00 or 8:00 p.m. Then it’s Snoozeville after that,… Continue reading Mornings Are for Blogging

A Charmed Life or Murphy’s Law?

Posted in attitude, brain, charmed life, Depression, memoir, Murphy's Law, pet, restaurant, USPS, virtual realityLeave a comment

(re-run) As I was driving home from errands yesterday and every single light in a stretch of five was green, I thought to myself, Self, you lead a charmed life. Of course, that was Monday. Thursday might be a Murphy’s Law kind of day, where everything that can go wrong will go wrong. Part of… Continue reading A Charmed Life or Murphy’s Law?

Mornings Are for Blogging

Posted in blogging, Facebook, first draft, ideas, imagination, letter carrier, memoir, memory, morning person, night owl, photographs, revise, USPS, writing1 Comment

(re-run) When you’re mostly retired, like I am, you find that you think best in the morning. I’ve written and published 29 children’s books, and each one was born in the a.m. (not after midnight). At night I am pretty worthless. I can usually read until 7:00 or 8:00 p.m. Then it’s Snoozeville after that,… Continue reading Mornings Are for Blogging

A Charmed Life or Murphy’s Law?

Posted in attitude, brain, charmed life, Depression, memoir, Murphy's Law, pet, restaurant, USPS, virtual realityLeave a comment

As I was driving home from errands yesterday and every single light in a stretch of five was green, I thought to myself, Self, you lead a charmed life. Of course, that was Monday. Thursday might be a Murphy’s Law kind of day, where everything that can go wrong will go wrong. Part of it… Continue reading A Charmed Life or Murphy’s Law?

Mornings Are for Blogging

Posted in blogging, Facebook, first draft, ideas, imagination, letter carrier, memoir, memory, morning person, night owl, photographs, revise, USPS, writingLeave a comment

(re-run) When you’re mostly retired, like I am, you find that you think best in the morning. I’ve written and published 29 children’s books, and each one was born in the a.m. (not after midnight). At night I am pretty worthless. I can usually read until 7:00 or 8:00 p.m. Then it’s Snoozeville after that,… Continue reading Mornings Are for Blogging

Mornings Are for Blogging

Posted in blogging, Facebook, first draft, ideas, imagination, letter carrier, memoir, memory, morning person, night owl, photographs, revise, USPS, writing1 Comment

(re-run) When you’re mostly retired, like I am, you find that you think best in the morning. I’ve written and published 29 children’s books, and each one was born in the a.m. (not after midnight). At night I am pretty worthless. I can usually read until 7:00 or 8:00 p.m. Then it’s Snoozeville after that,… Continue reading Mornings Are for Blogging

The Turquoise Trailer and the Homeless Couple

Posted in camper trailer, camping, dogs, easement, flower bed, homeless, land survey, lawyer, Monterey Bay, neighbors, property line, railroad, shared driveway, storms, USPS, winterLeave a comment

(re-run, a pre-pandemic story) My little beach house sits on land bought back in 1929 from the railroad company.  The old deed shows the purchase price of $25.00. For some reason, the original owner didn’t want to buy the land up to the railroad tracks. Now, 90 years later, the land between my back fence… Continue reading The Turquoise Trailer and the Homeless Couple