THE FINAL QUESTION…

A year ago, my best bud Jane and I traveled half-way around the world, London, England, to visit three of my best girlfriends and their families,  travel the South Devon coast, and soak… Continue reading

OUR BENCH…

What can you write about…a bench? Why would you write about a bench? It is  something you sit on. It comes in all shapes, sizes, and materials. Bench. Ordinary. You can sit on… Continue reading

INNUENDO…OR WAS IT SOMETHING I ACTUALLY SAID?

For the umpteenth time in too many months…I’ve rubbish-binned VIAGRA and CIALIS advertisements from my email in-box. I’ve complained, moaned and groaned to wax-plugged ears…mainly My Reader…only because I am not talking about a few penis-related… Continue reading

ABOUT RUTH: Mother Remembering…

Small prayer: “Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray my soul and marbles I get to keep. If I die before I wake, take my freckles and throw them in a… Continue reading

TEA FOR TWO…TIMES 2

Time off for good behavior (defined loosely) has its benefits: time to organize and re-organize whatever needs to be moved, washed and dried, thrown-out, recycled…or just left alone. Once upon a time,  after… Continue reading

[ALMOST] ALWAYS FOLLOW THE RULES…

My Reader reminded me yesterday that Christmas is coming. That reminder can only mean that My Reader has begun to make THE LIST. A numbered list. A many numbered list. Not a good… Continue reading

BEACHING THE BOAT….

It came to me several bed-times ago. It was a blazing, full on coloured, screaming in the night…..nightmare. I had lost my way. Essentially, I was lost and fighting my way back to… Continue reading

KILLING ME SOFTLY…

*gasping* times two…this just isn’t helping me at all and I don’t mean to sound ungrateful because I am. My Reader is beginning to nod affirmatively over the plethora of awards to be… Continue reading

BREAKING RULES…

I already know that My Reader is not going to believe what I’ve done to keep from writing this much-needed award recognition from: I’m Not Lost Just Weird, jensine, Zen and Genki, and… Continue reading

LIEBSTER LORE….

It was a sad day in the forest so dark and dreary The Princess Frog was crouched, leap-less and teary. She’d lost her warts and found life less cheery So gave up the… Continue reading

ABOUT RUTH: The Mother Before

I’m going through old photographs looking for clues of a life now almost gone. I can see that The Mother was a beauty, but not the 1940’s Hollywood type beauty. Yes, the pleated… Continue reading

ABOUT RUTH: The Lost Family

As those two memories go they are sharp and clear because they happened on the very same day. That is what cemented both. Into solid childhood ground. I think The Reader has, probably,… Continue reading

…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