And with that, she left the bedroom - me, Beloved and Miss R (in her crate), newly returned from the puppy sitters. The puppy wasn't happy about being crated shortly after joyously returning home, but it was getting late. Blondie with the dog just after the pup got home. Miss R then demonstrated her shrieking prowess … Continue reading “That does it,” said the cat. “I’m calling in the big guns.”
So Granny (my mom) fell. We’re having bad winds here (not the burrito kind) and when she opened her car door while it was on a slope, a gust came up and knocked the door, and Granny, backwards onto her replaced hip. Waaaaay backwards, because of the slope. A wonderful neighbor came over and helped … Continue reading Ho ho ho hospital…
Conversation stopped dead at the dinner table, a group of us Episcopalians sitting amidst a very crowded room of Catholics at the local Friday Lenten Fish Fry, and all turned to stare at me. “Okay… maybe that could be… phrased… differently?” Turning to the group, looking at their stunned faces, I realized everyone seemed to … Continue reading Beloved smiled, inclined her head at me and confided, “She’s marrying her goddaughter.”
When Beloved and I were first together (nearly 30 years ago), I had an admittedly difficult time containing what my father used to refer to as “nauseating exuberance”. Truth be told, I still have a hard time keeping a lid on it at times. It’s morning and I’m happy-happy-happy!! My mother has it and to … Continue reading Problems with jet lag…
So Abby the dog has been a pain in the butt lately, digging around for trash and whatever. It’s also now the season for making fruitcakes and Christmas puds, not that they’re trash, and as is tradition Mummy makes everyone give the batter a stir and make a wish. Since this occurs on Sunday, and … Continue reading The Dog and the Xmas Pud, 2018
I’m in pain. Pain, I tell you. The cutthroat Cribbage competition is underway. Each family holiday in Yosemite we have such a contest, primarily at the behest of my dad, who taught us to play and loved the game. This is our first return trip since he passed in 2015. Typically, we go to a … Continue reading It’s All Fun & Games…
Traveling with my mom is a hoot.
My mother should be locked up. Granny to all who aren’t born within 20 or years of her, she’s tiny - 4’10” and skinny as all hell (yes, I know her weight but I’m not stupid, y’know…) so when she drinks, bless her, well… she’s a cheap date. Which is not to say she’s got … Continue reading I Can’t Take Them Anywhere…
Well, thanks to this clusterpluck of a year, most of our holiday happies are out the window, as they are for everyone. Our Thanksgiving was a special treat when Edison shut off the electricity to our neighborhood due to high winds and fire danger... ever hear 20,000 people drop the F-bomb simultaneously? Anyway, we survived, … Continue reading A COVID Holiday Celebration… on four wheels…
I love my son, dearly and beyond measure, but at times he makes me seriously bonko. Strangely, he seems to feel the same about me. He’s now 22, and it doesn’t seem to be changing. I suppose we’re gonna have to settle in and deal with it. He drove me to the airport this morning. … Continue reading Getting Your Kids to Pull the Plug…On a Budget?
Examining Misadventures 