(re-run) They met on Match. Larry’s name was Ready for Adventure. He chose a classy woman who turned out to be several weeks older than he was. “How does it feel to be a cougar?” he teased her. Julie liked nice things. She liked to dress up. She liked to stay home and cook. Larry… Continue reading The Double Dump
It’s a Small World
(re-run) Today was a meet-up hike, my third time with Remi as our fearless leader. It was sunny with little to no mud (no rain) and lots of cows. About twenty of us, plus four small dogs, walked five miles in two and a half hours. The great part is that the meet-up hikers go… Continue reading It’s a Small World
B is for Boots
(re-run) A spring wedding means pastel colors and floral prints, right? But what if it’s still raining on the wedding day? And what if you have to walk up to the altar, turn to face the crowd, and then need to read a poem without tripping or falling over? For me, that means wearing the… Continue reading B is for Boots
Lime Vodka, Raisinets, and Cheesecake
(re-run) It’s an American teenager’s rite of passage to get sick the first time they drink. I was no exception. Aside from tasting different liqueurs on babysitting jobs after the kids went to bed, I had only tasted my dad’s beer, Schlitz. No thank you. I was not a fan of fizzy bitter fermentation. So… Continue reading Lime Vodka, Raisinets, and Cheesecake
Nature’s Prayer Moment
(re-run) Yesterday morning I stepped up to the kitchen sink to fill the tea pot and looked out my window at the flowers exploding in my yard. I glanced over to the fountain where I saw dozens of identical birds taking drinks in a clumped up circle around the top of my round fountain. Their… Continue reading Nature’s Prayer Moment
Fluorescent Man at the Wine Festival
(re-run) Today the town up one freeway (and over another freeway) had a wine festival. My art friend was showing her work, so we agreed to meet for lunch when she was done. A guy friend wanted to dance at 5:00 to the Spazmatics. I got the dogs done early, visited my sis, and then… Continue reading Fluorescent Man at the Wine Festival
Reflections on a Retired Thursday
You’d think retired people have seven days a week to reflect on their past lives. Not so, Smokey Joe. There was chorus, plus a COVID booster shot on Tuesday which produced a huge headache. “Take Tylenol,” my adult child who lives down the hall said. “No, you’re supposed to let the vaccine do its thing,”… Continue reading Reflections on a Retired Thursday
Three Strikes, You’re Out
(re-run) He didn’t seem her usual type. He was a few pounds overweight, but not bad looking, and he wore a nice suit in his online photo. He was an architect. He pursued her with photo-likes over a few weeks and text messages, too. Kate agreed to a phone chat. At least he seems intelligent.… Continue reading Three Strikes, You’re Out
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, 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 was thrilled… Continue reading The Fingernails Post
Highway Dog
I’m in my little beach town, up the road a bit from Carmel. At the end of each month, the block of thrift stores in the Barnyard Shopping Center near Carmel Valley put their merchandise at 50% off for a day or two. Yellow Brick Road was on its second day of sale yesterday, so… Continue reading Highway Dog
FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER! 