(re-run) Mark was a good-looking bartender, full of confidence, at an upscale restaurant. He’d say his face was his moneymaker and that you need to use what your mama gave you. Mark went onto Bumble to find a date. He waited until a woman messaged him (that’s how Bumble works). Her photo showed a good-looking… Continue reading At Face Value
Pop-up Prom Shop
It’s that time of year again when high school kids are heading to junior prom or senior ball. That involves big money for a dress, shoes, purse, hair, and nails if you’re female and a tux, tie, cummerbund, shoes and shirt if you’re a male. At least that’s the way it was when I was… Continue reading Pop-up Prom Shop
Stuck in Suburbia
(Re-run)) My first dog, Pepper, eats breakfast, waits through Zumba for her walk, takes a nap, gets up for supper, and then takes another nap. She runs outside to bark at the neighbors’ dog and the dogs in the park, sometimes eating the fence. But other than that, she is a contented dog in Suburbia.… Continue reading Stuck in Suburbia
The Robin and the Chrome Bowl
(re-run) Every morning, as I sit at my kitchen table putting up my blog post and sipping on strong tea, a robin comes near the back porch to meet its reflection in an upside-down chrome dog bowl. The robin does a little dance in front of the bowl. The reflection does a dance back to… Continue reading The Robin and the Chrome Bowl
Oscars, Anyone?
As I sit here watching the Academy Awards, the show is entertaining for so many reasons,, especially the gowns. The women choose their gowns well in advance. Some are fabulous, some are horrible, some are fish like (think Anya from the Queen’s Gambit). The make-up category winner wore a bizarre shiny dress that looked like… Continue reading Oscars, Anyone?
Postpone Dementia, Have More Sex
(re-run) At breakfast, I was reading my sister’s AARP magazine for April and May, particularly the article called “Your Body at 60” by Sari Harrar. On page 39 she says that “the more sex you have now, the lower your risk for dementia in your later years.”If that isn’t license to have more time in… Continue reading Postpone Dementia, Have More Sex
The Fingernails Post
When I was a senior in college, I went to Venezuela to student teach, then taught six weeks of high school Spanish in Iowa. then studied abroad for two months in the summer. I needed fifteen credits to graduate with a double major in Elementary Education and Spanish with a minor in secondary education. I… Continue reading The Fingernails Post
A Charmed Life or Murphy’s Law?
(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?
Late-night Loser
(re-run) I met a guy at a dance. We emailed each other for a week (before texting). We decided to meet at Bing Crosby’s. I took a seat at the bar, and asked for water. After all, I’d had two glasses of wine already, waiting for him to get off work at the TV station… Continue reading Late-night Loser
Two Memorial Services in Two Weeks
You know you’re in the second half of your life when you need to say good-bye to two friends in two weeks. It’s also because you’re in a large singles’ club, one you’ve been a member of for fifteen years. The first service was for a guy who was usually grumpy. Some called him a… Continue reading Two Memorial Services in Two Weeks
FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER! 