Time continues to fly by at a pace that astounds me. I first started writing while in my forties, dabbling with children's literature that I created with JT in mind. Sending him and our dog Freckles on far-fetched adventures. That was before I realized that I shouldn't write for a market that I couldn't relate … Continue reading Writer’s Block
After watching senior members of my family age without a plan, I keep swearing that I will have a plan. I have good intentions. This plan of mine has three separate facets: 1. future living arrangements, 2. my physical health, and 3. becoming more socially active, which is necessary for my mental health. These have … Continue reading A Home For Aging Introverts
Now I have been using personal computers since the 80's, and I consider myself a reasonably intelligent woman. I have also been recognizing and trashing phishing emails for at least 15 years. At least. Emails that look like they come from banks, some from banks that aren't my bank. Those ones are obvious. And emails … Continue reading Holy Crap, I Was Almost Scammed!
Photo by Alan Hardman on Unsplash. Since it is November and moustaches are on many people's radar, I thought, in the interest of full disclosure, I would admit that I could grow one. Mind you, it would be the moustache of a fourteen-year-old boy, but it would still be noticeable. For that matter, I could … Continue reading Speaking of Moustaches …I Could Grow One
Photo by Jake weirick on Unsplash. It wasn't like it is today. Everything happened after dark. No self respecting kid in my neighbourhood went out trick or treating before it was dark. You got home from school. You had dinner. You went through the closet of old clothes to toss together something to go with … Continue reading One Halloween Night Many Many Years Ago
Photo by Nicole Geri on Unsplash. When I was in my early teens, my oldest brother gave me a wall banner that said, I think I'm allergic to morning. The words above a picture of Snoopy on top of his doghouse trying to wake up. Snoopy was tired, with heavy eyelids. He looked grumpy and … Continue reading I Am Not Lazy… I Am Retired!
Three hours of chopping, cooking and processing, plus enough dirty dishes to fill the dishwasher, has left me with three, not very large jars, of salsa and a deep appreciation of the many women who have come before me. These would be our great grandmothers and all the pioneer women before them. I just can't … Continue reading I Would Never Have Survived As A Pioneer Woman
