It’s that odd time of year when the heaviness of gloomy June skies have given up the fight and succumbed to summer. In a few short weeks, all the weather you might attribute to the most southern corner of California has graced us with its seemingly relieved presence: blue skies clear enough for skywriters to…
Category: Love
Loving my Valentine
I don’t expect that on Valentine’s Day anyone will be spanking me with dog or goat-skin whips in order to increase my fertility this year, because although some may find that entertaining, I wouldn’t. I’m thinking that the MoH wouldn’t like it much either, since he’s my Valentine, and I his. We’re more about simple…
Fifty Years, Love and Memories
Today is my mother and father-in-law’s 50th wedding anniversary. Fifty years is a very long time. I should know because that’s how long my very own bones have been on this planet learning to walk, and run, falling down, then starting again. Relentlessly. Fifty years. A marriage lasting fifty years is more something to read…
You, too can enjoy life past 30
Today is my birthday. And as much as I can say that many women my age choose not to admit their age, I’m proud of mine. I’m 52 years old. Not 52 years young, or 52 years better. It doesn’t need to be made into something other than what it is. Fifty-two. The year I…
Does My Rear Look Big Like This?
The Yackstar has to be nearly twelve. I should know, but I don’t, and each time I wonder, I have to count. That wouldn’t be easy either, but the day I use is the one I met with the RTR’s principal. He was going to be in the first grade, and I was going to…
Naples & “Rude Ebullience”
On Sunday, the fifth day of our vacation to Italy, we were ready to leave Rome. Not so much because we were tired of being there; we’d only put a small dent in what there is to see and do. It was more because knowing the reservations at two more places had been made, and…