Days of my Life #53

Raising Dough$ with Grandmother’s Recipes I’ve been baking. Not sourdough, because that’s not my current thang...I’ll leave that up to daughter who is the queen of the sourdough. My covid dough belly and hips attest to that. Grrr. Nevertheless this weekend she baked or rather we did, to raise dough$ for the Sustainable Food Center …

Days of my Life #32

Mom's the word. Days of my Life #32 Yeah. Yeah. it’s Mother’s Day. And....I’m a mother. Big deal. I’ve got two wonderful kids and a fab daughter-in-law. I’ve got two adorable grandkids. I’ve even got several dog children. Woof. I’m lucky, I suppose. So what the fuck is wrong with me? Why aren’t I in …

Days of my Life #27

I wanted to write yesterday. Really I did. But I felt like shit. No, don’t worry it wasn’t the VIRUS. I definitely ate something rotten or swallowed a supplement that my delicate self said “no way!” I was talking with a friend this morning or maybe it was last night; time seems to be running …

Days of my Life #26

Silence is golden. Grandson is with dad. Home, even with an adorable boisterous young puppy, is quiet. I am enjoying this pause in the bustle of life. The busyness of doing is so addictive. It is no wonder people needed vacations from school and work. We need...Time to rest. To think. To look around. To …

Pandemic Pooch Zappa

Pandemic Pooch

Days of my Life #20

Remember what I said about delusional people adopting dogs during this period of isolation and bewilderment? Well, our ragtag, dysfunctional household has gone and done it. Yes, we got a rescue puppy. Awwww. Geeeee. Easy for you to say. We are so friggin nuts but very Gaga over the little eight week old crybaby. You …

Days of my Life #7

I give up. I’m never going to have a normal sleep cycle ever again. It’s 6 am which admittedly is better than 2 or 3, but I’d like more sleep in one chunk, since I fell asleep after midnight and I need to hold onto as much collagen as I can. But who am I …

Days of my Life #6

Location: bed Time: WTF? it’s 3am, give me a break So. Why, you ask, am I up at this hour? I am wondering aloud, okay on virtual paper, for the sake of hoping the goddess hears/sees my plea and imagining by the shear ridiculousness of my request she will say something like “I didn’t want …

Days of my Life #5

Lazy me. I woke at 8:30 am! That is beyond lazy, it’s crazy. What is happening to me? Have I become the wilting flower of creativity, resting on the leaves of yesteryear, awaiting my demise from god knows what, probably a literary hummingbird who knows there ain’t no nectar here, bud? Or Am I just …

Days of my Life #4

Good morning campers! How are y’all today? I thought I’d start this day out with a positive vibe. Alas, I heard that Bernie Sanders’s campaign for prez of the semi-United states was suspended yesterday. That really sucks. However, I’m not going to rant on it because it brings up my blood pressure and if you …