Early Monday morning, well early for us retired people, I took my banged-up, duct-taped car in for repairs. Some of you will remember my car. The car that I had backed into the plumber's van last year causing the plastic bumper to tear. The car that was also hit on that very same bumper by an … Continue reading It’s Fixed. It’s Washed. I’m Happy.
She knew it wasn't wise to have tea after 7:PM, but what else should she have done? The doorbell rang just before that and standing on the step was Steve with a couple of bags of Rita's Oat Cakes. No she is not having an affair with Steve. He would need to bring a lot … Continue reading Meat Loaf at Midnight
It had been rather calm in the bitch's life as of late. Some people may even call it boring, although this bitch is never bored. Personally, she considered herself very content because her house was back to normal after a year of insurance claims and repairs. She didn't mind that this calm state didn't produce … Continue reading Just When She Thought The Bitchiness Was Waning
The bitchy ditz has once again reared her unfocused head. It is as if her brain has gone on vacation. I have covered this topic before and admitted to a full range of ditzy moments in a blog written last April. If you are interested, you can read about that here. Focus is a big … Continue reading In Need Of A Car That Talks
Photo by Jude Beck on Unsplash It's February. The month when couples have fourteen days to try to find the perfect way to express their undying love for each other. I guarantee most people will still be figuring it out on the 13th. If nothing else, they will buy a card. Who's idea was all … Continue reading Skip The Card… Buy The Wine
There wasn’t a word or a sign in over three years, but finally the infamous Mr. C arrived at your door just over a week ago. He decided it was your turn. Like the mafia Mr. C is stealthy, sneaking up on you and catching you unaware; delivering those two purple lines to let you … Continue reading When The Infamous Mr. C Arrives
Sixty-five. Not really as daunting as some people make it out to be. I have been acting like a senior for the past four and a half years; and in some cases longer, especially when certain age related discounts applied. My time is all mine. I have not been working. I have been getting up … Continue reading It’s Official I’m A Senior
We've all heard or read the quote, "Live this day as if it's your last." None of us know exactly where or when we first heard or read it. Nor do we know who originated it. I figure it was created by some self-appointed sage who now creates memes for Facebook with the constant goal … Continue reading That Last Day
It wasn't supposed to be a whirlwind. It really wasn't. It was supposed to be a leisurely road trip between Halifax and Toronto that allowed us to visit some other places, like Quebec City for a couple of days on the way there and perhaps the 1000 Island area of Kingston on the way back. … Continue reading The Perfect Whirlwind
Any guys, oops sorry men. (Since it appears to be inappropriate to call women girls these days, I suppose it might be inappropriate to call men guys.) Anyway regular readers of the male persuasion may not want to bother reading this post because it is about a bra. Or you just may because it is … Continue reading OMG Did I TRULY Find The One…
If I were a believer, I might think I pissed off the gods of karma. As we know, I do have the ability to piss off people and imaginary gods. I have always held a great respect for Mother Nature so there was no way that I could be on her shit list; but if … Continue reading Puddles and Shingles and Imaginary Gods
OR... How To Not Spend Three Plus Hours A Day On Your Blog WordPress has informed The Lazy Bitch that this week marks her blogiversary. For three years she has been tossing her stuff out into the blogosphere as an exercise in creative writing or as rants to get all the crap that can keep … Continue reading The Lazy Bitch’s Guide To Blogging
I spent most of my life envying men. Whether it was my brothers, their friends, the men I worked with over the years, or my own husband and son. I envied their physical strength because, for many years, this wimp couldn't lift or move hardly anything. I envied the sense of entitlement that they didn't … Continue reading One Big Reason To Not Envy Men
It's been a relaxing week. Perhaps because I wasn't called "Darlin," by a man less than half my age, or perhaps because there wasn't a workman insisting he talk to "the man" instead of me. But more likely it is because spring has finally arrived, and I got to go outside and play. I got … Continue reading Smiles And Chuckles
Now doesn't that sound like a whine from a pathetic friendless lonely person who spends her days pining for a life filled with people and social events. I assure you that this is not the case. Although I could probably count the total number of friends I possess on less than two hands; and although … Continue reading I Need Playmates
Still Bitchy After 60 Blog 