I’m too old for this shit, I think. 7 August 2022

My daughter is a music artist. She sings. Boy does she ever. She’s really good. It’s not just that I’m her mother. There’s nothing worse (in my book…) than a loud obnoxious, kvelling mother goin on incessantly about her talented child but…others agree and, She gets paid for her art. She sings every Sunday at …

Adios Barcelona 29 June & where the hell have you been? 11 July 2022

I’m in a taxi sailing down the highway on the way to the aeropuerto. We left casa Camper and wove our way through the ramblas and an assortment of dazed and confused people/tourists. My cabbie has put on madonnas “Like a virgin”. Weeee! He just took a curve like it’s the Indy 500. Yesterday I …

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 #40

Song in my head: Tossing n Turning There’s always a reason stuff pops in my head when I first awaken. This time it’s obvious. I went to sleep itchin and a scratchin this annoying spot at my left wrist where some little hungry insect stuck their pointy fangs in me. Am I that tasty? Naw. …

Pandemic Pooch Zappa

Pandemic Pooch

Days of my Life #12

What do you know? I’ve already had my cup of “why bother” this morning! I’m awake in a quiet home. (Grandson is still asleep). The dogs have been fed. Robin’s egg is safely tucked away in my cleavage. I’m almost afraid to disrupt the silence, but I have a building urge to belt out some …

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 #2

Janet Bernson April 7; 2020 Imagine being rudely awakened by the sound of a dog puking. Yep, that just happened.But that’s not a big deal since I’ve been avoiding cleaning my floor like the plague. Now I have the opportunity to mop up the yuck splattered upon my oh so cool, artistically stained by me, …

Days of my life #1

Janet Bernson April 6, 2020 Awake again. Is this my new covid-19 inspired circadian rhythm ? Well poo! I really would like to sleep some more since my damn dreams are so friggin crazy! Wow! I can’t believe I haven't used shit or fuck yet. Oops. Okay I’m normal and not speaking abhorrently. This must …

Is there No Escape???

My dreams are having a hard time differentiating reality and fantasy. Yes, I know, having studied sleepy time dreams of ride the rainbow elephants across possible planes of existence, their meaning, REM sleep patterns, out of body experiences, etc., I am aware we often are using our dreams to work though the challenges of unreal …