We landed at Eppley Field in Omaha and Beloved found a restaurant on Yelp. 4.3 miles away, perfect! We pull out of the rental car lot and the signs show ALL five possible freeways are to the right. "Waze says turn left" she tells me. "Left? LEFT? All the freeways are to the right… And … Continue reading Driving with Electronic “Assistance”
Tag: Humor
Critters and the Car…
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…
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
Damn Cat’s a Lover…
Go, you big fierce cousin of the lions. Go annihilate that vile gopher. And all his relatives. Chase them so they never darken our street again.
Travels with Granny
Traveling with my mom is a hoot.
I Can’t Take Them Anywhere…
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…
Cat on a Thin Tight Leash
MaeMae is essentially in her teenage years and she’s a PITA. Our crèche is looking a wee bit bald where she’s chewed the moss off the roof. Shooting her with water is becoming less effective. She also tries to torture/play with the hound, who, at almost 14, is mostly deaf, largely blind and gets confused … Continue reading Cat on a Thin Tight Leash
The Bombed Out Lawn
Training a cat to leash walk is not easy, the little bastards are not at all grateful and the constraints are problematic in other ways as well. Our front lawn resembles London after the blitz, courtesy of a damn gopher, who appears to be a friend of the hound. The gopher makes periodic appearances in … Continue reading The Bombed Out Lawn
Avoiding a Swim in the Chalice
I gotta say, attending a service in a church with a spectacular pipe organ and NO MUSIC is like being offered a frosting-less cupcake when there's a bowl of amazing looking icing sitting RIGHT THERE. Pleeeeeeeease may I have some? NO! Christ Church is a gorgeous old (1870) church - okay, gorgeous on the inside, … Continue reading Avoiding a Swim in the Chalice
Examining Misadventures 