(re-run) Since this blog is called First Date Worst Date Ever, you might think I’m talking about sloppy seconds as in second choice for a date, but I’m not. I’m talking about food in the fridge in a cute little round or rectangular Tupperware container. My ex wouldn’t touch a leftover with a ten-foot pole. … Continue reading Thoughts on Leftovers
Daisy Strikes Again
(re-run) After a five mile hike, my legs ached, and I wanted to go to bed. I turned off the news at 10:15, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and then headed down the hall to the main bathroom with the doggy door. Both dogs were outside barking. I turned around and went to the… Continue reading Daisy Strikes Again
Dancing, Diversity, and a Mole
(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
The Estate Sale and the Birthday Party
(re-run) Instead of my typical Sunday where I’d run out and buy the SF Chronicle, then go visit my sister for Facebook Sunday, I headed home from the drugstore. The party wouldn’t happen until 1:00 p.m. On the way home I saw an estate sale sign. I love estate sales because they are whole-house affairs,… Continue reading The Estate Sale and the Birthday Party
Dancing as Stress Therapy
(re-run from 2020) Someone in an introvert group on Facebook said he didn’t dance because it looks so dumb. Yes, it can look dumb, especially if you’re not doing it, just watching. I’m an old school dancer – shake what the good Lord gave you. I’ve been rocking out to music for half a century.… Continue reading Dancing as Stress Therapy
Why I Love Saturday Mornings
(re-run) When I was a kid, cartoons made Saturday mornings great. We sat around in our pajamas and ate 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
A Crash Course in Feng Shui
I didn’t know much about Feng Shui when it became an issue for a married couple I know buying a house. There are rules. It’s all about the flow of energy, called the chi or the xi. Feng shui means wind and water. I’d read somewhere that a red front door is a good thing… Continue reading A Crash Course in Feng Shui
The Visitor from the Crawl Space
Two weeks ago, a plumber came over, crawled under the house, tried to sell me new pipes for the entire house and an overpriced water heater, then left without closing up the trap door in my master bedroom closet. When I discovered the open hole a few hours later, I was sure a rat had… Continue reading The Visitor from the Crawl Space
Wasabi on a First Date
(re-run) Garth and Gladys went to the same hair dresser. She was coming in as he was going out. He asked for her phone number. She gave it to her hairdresser to give to him. There aren’t too many eligible men in their seventies, especially one that still had his hair! Garth took Gladys to… Continue reading Wasabi on a First Date
Living with OCD
(OCD) I always knew I was different in the way I perceived the world. I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, but Instead of needing to do classic hand washing or constantly worrying about germs, I had other weird rituals, like never leaving the house without a Kleenex and needing to have a regular routine. I married… Continue reading Living with OCD
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