Category: Wobble

Doing the Wobble While Being Old

Posted in aging, August, dance floor, dancing, line dance, memoir, pandemic, senior center, seniors, sex, winery, Wobble, ZumbaLeave a comment

I just read the lyrics for the song, the Wobble, and I am blushing. It’s about sex.  It’s a really fun dance, though, mostly for women, although Saturday, as I wobbled with forty other people on a postage stamp of a dance floor at a Vallejo winery, there were at least four guys. We each… Continue reading Doing the Wobble While Being Old

Dancing, Diversity, and a Mole

Posted in California, culture, dancing, diversity, Mare Island, melanoma, memoir, mole, skin cancer, Vallejo, winery, Wobble, Zumba1 Comment

When you live in a lily-white suburban town like I do, it’s good to get out of it and see how diverse our country is becoming. Duh. It’s California.  After a summer of dancing in other lily-white towns (Clayton, Alamo, Moraga) it ‘s nice to be with other cultures, races, skin tones, whatever you want… Continue reading Dancing, Diversity, and a Mole

Dancing, Diversity, and a Mole

Posted in California, culture, dancing, diversity, Mare Island, melanoma, memoir, mole, skin cancer, Vallejo, winery, Wobble, ZumbaLeave a comment

(re-run) When you live in a lily-white suburban town like I do, it’s good to get out of it now and then to see how diverse our country is becoming. Duh. It’s California.  After a summer of dancing in other lily-white towns (Clayton, Alamo, Moraga) it ‘s nice to be with other cultures, races, skin… Continue reading Dancing, Diversity, and a Mole

Scavenger’s Delight

Posted in act of God, aerobics, chorus, dancing, dogs, fires, gophers, hiking, humor, memoir, relationships, scavenger, WobbleLeave a comment

(re-run) My neighbors give away good stuff. Last year, a neighbor moving to Oregon kept piling stuff on his driveway for us to take until he got the house emptied. His wife and kids had gone on to Oregon ahead of him. I made a haul of a plastic wagon, flower pots, a rolling garden… Continue reading Scavenger’s Delight

Scavenger’s Delight

Posted in act of God, aerobics, chorus, dancing, dogs, fires, gophers, hiking, humor, memoir, relationships, scavenger, WobbleLeave a comment

(re-run) My neighbors give away good stuff. Last year, a neighbor moving to Oregon kept piling stuff on his driveway for us to take until he got the house emptied. His wife and kids had gone on to Oregon ahead of him. I made a haul of a plastic wagon, flower pots, a rolling garden… Continue reading Scavenger’s Delight

Scavenger’s Delight

Posted in act of God, aerobics, chorus, dancing, dogs, fires, gophers, hiking, humor, memoir, relationships, scavenger, WobbleLeave a comment

(re-run) My neighbors give away good stuff. Last year, a neighbor moving to Oregon kept piling stuff on his driveway for us to take until he got the house emptied. His wife and kids had gone on to Oregon ahead of him. I made a haul of a plastic wagon, flower pots, a rolling garden… Continue reading Scavenger’s Delight

Scavenger’s Delight

Posted in aerobics, chorus, dancing, dogs, fires, gophers, hiking, humor, relationships, scavenger, WobbleLeave a comment

My neighbors give away good stuff. Last year, a neighbor moving to Oregon kept piling stuff on his driveway for us to take until he got the house emptied. His wife and kids had gone on to Oregon ahead of him. I made a haul of a plastic wagon, flower pots, a rolling garden cart… Continue reading Scavenger’s Delight