I went out to plug in the electric car this morning, in the bright Yosemite sunshine, and something moved as I opened the cover. Then it blinked. “YAAAAAAAAAH” I shouted, especially since Blondie (daughter) and her boyfriend, Beloved, and my sister met up with a rattler on their hike yesterday. Of course, a snake wouldn’t FIT in … Continue reading Critters and the Car…
Tag: Funny travel
Testing the CBD
I hope the neighbors move out soon. They don’t appreciate my humor. One of my wackadoodle, completely useless talents is the ability to rhyme. And sing. My family is astonishingly tolerant of my bursting into song about whatever occurs to me, usually sung to a show tune or a hymn. Frequently ribald, sometimes just rude, other … Continue reading Testing the CBD
Remembering the Jello
You know when you thought it would be soooo awesome to pourJello in the pool and bounce around on it? Yeaaaaah. No, we don’t have a pool at this vacation cabin in Yosemite, but this place we’re renting has a mattress that’s a remarkable approximation. Except it’s not a pool, it’s the size of a … Continue reading Remembering the Jello
Travels with Granny
Traveling with my mom is a hoot.
A COVID Holiday Celebration… on four wheels…
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…
Three Nights on the High Seas as a Minority…
God, all these Australians! They’re everywhere! Someone screams Aussie Aussie, Aussie!! And the whole room roars OY OY OY!!! We’re on our three night shortie cruise from Vancouver to Los Angeles, which, interestingly enough, continues across the Pacific and eventually winds up in... Sydney. For all that we’re surrounded by Roos (and they’re really nice … Continue reading Three Nights on the High Seas as a Minority…
Think You Might Overeat On A Cruise? Read This…
If by chance you do indulge In things that make intestines bulge Groan and moan and then explode Pray DO NOT waddle from your small abode To seek assistance of the chemical kind At the shops or from medical minds For your small space will soon become A form of a miserable, depressing dungeon As … Continue reading Think You Might Overeat On A Cruise? Read This…
Waiting for the Stall
Getting used to the French practice of restrooms is taking...well, some getting used to. I have NO problem paying 70 euro cents (to which they frequently refer as “centimes”, which I find really delightful... before we left, my mother sweetly produced French francs for us, in case we needed to piddle, forgetting about the euros... … Continue reading Waiting for the Stall
Dealing with Sadistic Elevators while Mildly Intoxicated
I’ve got torn meniscus on both sides of my left knee, so it only puts up with so many stairs before it starts seriously objecting. The French Metro, on the other hand, is a miracle of ups and downs to get to the various platforms and, being constructed in 1900, it’s not what you’d consider … Continue reading Dealing with Sadistic Elevators while Mildly Intoxicated
Drying Your Paws Without Wetting Them…
So yesterday was a mad dash back from the worksite, as we’re leaving for the Paris/London adventure today. Landed at Burbank and, as usual, while I waited for my bag to arrive at the outdoor Southwest bag claim, I availed myself of the nearby ladies’ loo. I’ve neve been able to make that damn paper … Continue reading Drying Your Paws Without Wetting Them…



