Why I Love Saturday Mornings

When I was a kid, cartoons made Saturday mornings great. We sat around in our pajamas and ate our cereal in front of the TV. There was never time any other day of the week. Now that I’m grown and also retired, I still love Saturday mornings.  I don’t have to Zumba, I don’t have… Continue reading Why I Love Saturday Mornings

Weekend Thoughts on a Spring Day

I am physically exhausted. It feels good. Cleaning, sorting, weeding, dancing. I have managed to fill up my day alone. I did meet the new neighbors when we were all headed to the beach. They bought four doors down as a second home. Maria across the street chatted with me for a moment as I… Continue reading Weekend Thoughts on a Spring Day

The Second Shot

Three weeks ago, I boldly asked the care home owner where my older sis lives if I could have a vaccine. The CVS nurse was inoculating the 5 residents and two care givers, meaning they would have three extra shots in the ten-dose vial, which would be thrown out at the end of the day.… Continue reading The Second Shot

So Many Dresses, So Little Time

In the purging days of the global pandemic, now in its 9th month, I have cleaned out drawers, cupboards, closets, rooms, garages, you name it. I thought I was almost done. With the changing of the seasons, I realized it was time to pack away the cotton dresses on the overloaded rack in the back… Continue reading So Many Dresses, So Little Time

Magic Fingers During Covid-19

If you think is going to be about sex, I hate to disappoint you, but no. I had my first massage in two months today.  I wore a mask, he wore a mask, it was hard to breathe while putting my head in that little oval hole while wearing an N-95. It is left over… Continue reading Magic Fingers During Covid-19

The New Normal

Last night the special on TV thanked the nurses, doctors, policemen, delivery men, grocery store workers, restaurant workers, mail carriers, truckers, etc, etc. Nobody thanked the farm workers. A week ago I was driving back from Monterey in a light rain. As I passed the fields on either side of the freeway, I saw the… Continue reading The New Normal