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Return to the Scene of the Crime

December 6, 2025December 5, 2025 Posted in animal rescue, animals, beach, bench, California, carbon monoxide alarm, dogs, donations, fences, Good Will, hard boiled eggs, memoir, Monterey Bay, Nordstrom, repurposing, smoke, smoke alarms, thrift store, yard, yard workLeave a comment

(re-run) Two weeks ago, I tried to burn my house down. I came home in time to turn off the burner under the hard-boiled eggs. Eight of them had become missiles and hung in pieces from every surface in the kitchen. Four of them turned black in the Teflon pan. When I put the key… Continue reading Return to the Scene of the Crime

Bucket by Bucket

September 27, 2025September 27, 2025 Posted in airbnb, beach, dogs, dry rot, FOMO, ghosts, memoir, short-term rentals, termites, yard workLeave a comment

When you wait for the termite guys to come fix the dry rot, and they don’t come for 2.5 hours, you get a lot of yard work done as you wait. Since I’m old and can’t move a heavy 66-gallon can full of yard waste, I park it on the street and then fill it… Continue reading Bucket by Bucket

The Third Day at the Beach

July 25, 2025July 25, 2025 Posted in Bay Area, beach, donations, memoir, yard work, ZumbaLeave a comment

(re-run) When I visit my beach house, it’s usually for two nights. One night is a no-go. It’s too much work to pack up and take the dogs, driving down one day and driving back the next. Every now and then I get an extra third night. That seems to be the difference between getting… Continue reading The Third Day at the Beach

Slow Sunday

April 28, 2025April 27, 2025 Posted in beach, birthday, brain, memoir, Sunday, Sunday Chronicle, tea cups, yard work, zen, ZoomLeave a comment

The weather is cold and sprinkly (not rainy). I have lots to do after spending three days doing yardwork at the beach, where it was also cold and rainy. Filling up three huge green cans in three days is a lot for an old lady. I had to run to the grocery store today, read… Continue reading Slow Sunday

Things That Go Flash in the Night

November 21, 2024November 20, 2024 Posted in 911, burglaries, car, dogs, flashlight, memoir, neighbors, yard workLeave a comment

I was so tired from all the yardwork that I didn’t sleep well. I had tried to heat up the cold beach house, first by opening the windows and letting in the warmer air, and then in the evening, by turning on the heat. The thermostat wasn’t working and indicated I needed to replace the… Continue reading Things That Go Flash in the Night

Things That Go Flash in the Night

April 29, 2023September 6, 2023 Posted in 911, burglaries, car, dogs, flashlight, memoir, neighbors, yard work1 Comment

Return to the Scene of the Crime

January 13, 2023January 13, 2023 Posted in animal rescue, animals, beach, bench, California, carbon monoxide alarm, dogs, donations, fences, Good Will, hard boiled eggs, memoir, Monterey Bay, Nordstrom, repurposing, smoke, smoke alarms, thrift store, yard, yard workLeave a comment

Return to the Scene of the Crime

December 4, 2021December 4, 2021 Posted in animal rescue, animals, beach, bench, California, carbon monoxide alarm, dogs, donations, fences, Good Will, hard boiled eggs, memoir, Monterey Bay, Nordstrom, repurposing, smoke, smoke alarms, thrift store, yard, yard workLeave a comment

Two weeks ago, I tried to burn my house down. I came home in time to turn off the burner under the hard-boiled eggs. Eight of them had become missiles and hung in pieces from every surface in the kitchen. Four of them turned black in the Teflon pan. When I put the key in… Continue reading Return to the Scene of the Crime