…and, on another Note…

This is for posterity. This is for My Children when they decide to sell my piano at the garage sale…for free. After I’m dead. I hope.  This is, also,  to let My Children… Continue reading

STILL IN…LOVE…LYLE LOV… PART 2

Yesterday was one of those delirious yet delicious happy days. Therefore, this is going to be one of those delirious yet delicious happy stories that may not go down well especially if My… Continue reading

MOTHER CALLED TO SAY…

I was born in southern California and lived about as close to the Tijuana border as possible. Three feet of seven stretchable acres of my grandfather’s farmland was taken to the “other side”… Continue reading

SWEARING IS LIKE EATING SUGAR…ONCE YOU START IT’S HARD TO STOP

I live in an old building. Old being built in 1922 for apartments, converted and sold as “new and improved” condominiums in 1976. It is now 2012. The only date My Reader needs… Continue reading

FIGS IN SPACE….

On the FBI’s scientific methods… “This shows what we’ve been saying all along: that it was all supposition based on conjecture based on guesswork, without any proof whatsoever.” Paul Kemp, Lawyer Or….it could… Continue reading

FALLING OFF THE EDGE…

I think my last post was…well, it was some time ago. This is not an excuse for not writing…but since that last post I’ve dedicated a lot of hours reading other web postings,… Continue reading

MY BRA IS TOO TIGHT…

I’m on my way to see my Mother and Step-Father at the assisted living facility where they have lived for the past three years. I’ve taken great care in dressing this morning since… Continue reading

WILL YOU STILL LOVE ME WHEN…

I turned sixty-four last year…which means, by the sequential rules of maths, I will turn sixty-five this year.  My  birthday is several months away but My Reader knows and understands that the light… Continue reading

JUST PASSING BY….

OVERHEARD: two women, seated, waiting for their afternoon bus to arrive…one is knitting furiously talking to a seatmate who is watching her and has commented on her obvious talent, “….I guess I get… Continue reading

NOTHING TO WRITE ABOUT.

I bet you are thinking I have meant to say “Nothing to write home about.” You’d be wrong. I have said what I meant to say, that I really have nothing to write… Continue reading

ENGLAND SWINGS….

It is a dark and rainy night. It was also dark and rainy today. Portland “gets” 120 inches of rain supposedly in a three-year span. In case you, My Reader, are interested…forget the… Continue reading

ENGLISH COFFEE, TEA and…

It wasn’t as if we starved while on holiday in England which resulted in a serious loss of pounds…as in weight-pounds,  not money-pounds. Safely said,  we walked off all the clotted creams, lattes,… Continue reading

ALL THINGS ENGLAND…

It didn’t occur to me that I was homesick until I went home. Having once lived in England, and having once left good and valued friends, only made coming home so very natural.… Continue reading

HOLDING THE LINE….

LEAVING ON A JET PLANE. I KNOW WHEN I’LL BE BACK AGAIN. TOO SOON. 

FEAR vs. FACTS

I read a lot of books. My favourite are mind-numbing mysteries that help me wind down at the end of a hectic day. Book characters can and do reveal much of what an… Continue reading

REQUIRED FIELDS….

There is, at long last, something to be said about all those pesky required fields I neglect to fill out..or in…as the case may be.  After spending (what seems like) hours filling out… Continue reading

HALF TRUTHS…

My friend Bill has quite a wonderful way with words. He writes “musings” now and then and distributes them… I’d like to think to very special people. I’m on his distribution list which… Continue reading

IN LOVE WITH….

I’ve got a confession to make:  I’m in love with Lyle Lovett. I’m fairly comfortable  making this  declaration out loud in writing  because  the only person who reads JOTS is on holiday. (I… Continue reading