It is one of those days and I’m FREE! Hubby leaves home at 6 a.m. and won’t be back until after dinner. A day all to myself. I can do whatever I want to do. No one to ask where I am going or when I will be back. No “honey, while you are you … More A Day To Myself
I never misplace my glasses yet here I was, hopelessly without my glasses. The three places I leave my glasses are on my bedroom dresser at night, next to the keyboard on my desk, or in my purse. That is it. My mom was the queen of “glasses, glasses, where are my glasses?” It drove … More I Know They Are Here – Somewhere
“Let’s have an adventure!” Hmmmm, OK. Not what I had in mind but It had been a different Sunday morning already so why not? I’d been up since 5:30, yet I took my time, then we took our time, then we had breakfast, skipping 7:30, 9:00, and 10:30 masses, strolling into church in time for … More Venice Beach – Almost
Phone Rings. Hubby Answers. “Dracula’s calling” I reply, “I will be right there”. Me “Hi, what dates are open”? Them, “We’d like to thank you for your past [umpteen]…..” Me, “Sure, what dates are available” Them, “Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday of next week between 1 and 8 p.m.” And that is how it goes when … More Dracula’s Calling
Everything was just hunky-dory fine. We had Verizon for our land line phone, cell phones, the internet with DSL, and that tied into Direct TV. We’d had this arrangement for years and years. Occasionally we asked for more. Why couldn’t we get FIOS? It was a Verizon product. “Sorry”, said Verizon, “your house is at … More Old phone company-new phone company, and other miscellaneous traumas
It was our first day in Nashville. Mary and I had taken the 8 a.m. flight and with the Country Music Association Festival officially kicking off that week we shared our flight with more than a few hopeful entertainers and bands. We knew they had wanna-be status because at luggage pick up they were handling … More Scanner Versus Water Bottle
JET LAG! Mother Nature’s way of punishing you for going on a vacation with a long airline flight. This is my third bout with jet lag and by far the worst. Either I was exposed to some super bugs, or, I totally wore myself out having fun in Israel, or, I’m not as young as … More Jet Lag. UGH!
Fifty or so years ago Agnes, a close friend of my mom, gave me an afghan made by her recently deceased mother. The afghan was crocheted in shell stitch in shades of deep pink and maroon, heavy and warm, a great blanket to curl up under when reading, and it was now mine. A few … More Returning Agnes’ Jewelry
At 9 a.m. I was emptying the dishwasher when the phone rang. Mom’s Urologist. The test from a few days prior showed an infection and he was calling in a prescription to CVS pharmacy. I needed to go there to pick up a routine refill the pharmacy had called about on my way to get … More Sorry, it isn’t here.
I stopped at a Walmart a few days ago to get two items for Mom. Walmart is right at the freeway exit. Right turn, left turn, left into the parking lot. I quickly found my first product, a vitamin in a two bottle set, or at least something very close to what I wanted, but … More I Needed Two Items . . . . .
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