BOGO or 2-fers It was MANY years ago, about fifty. I lived in Connecticut, was married to a sailor in Nuclear Submarines and had 2 little girls ages 5 and 1. We had about one year left in the service and we’d be done. Done! Free! and Hooray! I didn’t like the Navy life…..I didn’t like it real bad! I respected the military, I did. (honest Karen!) I just didn’t like being part of it and being owned by it….
I think I just missed our anniversary. I mean, well…..I KNOW I did! It was January something…..not sure when exactly, but I can find out. We have a marriage certificate/license thing somewhere. I saw it in the cabinet once filed under MISCELLANEOUS. Oh well, I’m not gonna worry about it, we have another one in October sometime, I think the last part. We didn’t mean to get married, my high school boyfriend and me. In fact,…
When I was having babies I wanted a son…..one son, that’s all. But I got the exact opposite…..lots of daughters. However with lots of daughters comes sons-in-law and….. I’ve had a few of them. I had a couple of them over a few weeks ago for dinner while their wives were in Oregon greeting a new family member…..a boy! I had the opportunity to visit with them WITHOUT their wives…..my daughters. How different they are. I enjoyed listening to their…
Lobo said I should put my fingers on the keys and just let ‘em go so…..that’s what I did. It wouldn’t be anything I was gonna share anyways, so what the heck? Just needed to begin…..to get that lost connection goin’ again that sends the feelings in my heart up to my brain and turned into thoughts and then down into my fingertips and on to the keyboard where they become words. So, I wrote about what was…
2018 has NOT been our favorite year, much too full of stuff…..some that tugged pretty strong on our hearts and emotions. So we decided to kinda run away from Christmas this year. We have three great hiding spots; Southern California, Central California and Northern California…all on the Pacific Coast. This time we picked north. It was kinda late in the year but decided if it was meant to be, we’d ease-on right into everything falling into place and,…
You know that old joke about how many men does it take to change a lightbulb? And the answer is three? I know them! I’m related to them…..all three! We were invited to a daughter’s for salad, pizza and drinks last night. There WAS an ulterior motive….she’d just moved and needed help with three TV’s. One was easy, it was gonna sit on top the dresser but the other two were going on the wall and that’s where the three…
Yesterday was pull-out-the-big-green-plastic-tubs-full of Christmas and decorate day. In keeping with our tradition, we picked out a few of our favorite Christmas CD’s, poured wine, lit candles and incense and began giving this little home a holiday look and feel. It was all good til I saw the four stockings that we hang near the fireplace; Bartles, Jaymes, Lincoln & LooLoo. I remember the tears the first time we hung Jimmy’s stocking and he wasn’t here anymore…..and then Bartie, but…
I’m not talkin’ steps like in AA, or any other kind of self-help, get better thing……although it WAS kind of a self-help…..for me! For my sanity. I’m talkin’ about the 13 steps leading from our living room to the upstairs bedrooms in our Michigan house where I was attempting to raise four daughters. There were 13 steps to get from the living room to the upstairs. Those steps were used for numerous different reasons. I piled things on them…
So, it’s Wednesday. I’m a Wednesday volunteer at the local, right down the street, Thrift Shop. There’s a paid worker, sitting on one of the rockers for sale eating Tacos because……she’s hungry. Her name is Helen…..Hungry Helen. There’s a teeny pregnant young woman on her cell-phone with how many fighting kids, I have no idea but I heard her say that they’re driving her nuts! Oh how I remember!! She’s working off jail time in the Thrift Shop….
Every Monday for two hours I volunteer doing something with my free time that’s worthwhile, and it makes me feel good because I’m helping. But, the rest of the week? I needed more. Tuesday’s are a work in progress but Wednesdays? Wednesdays were open. I was looking for a Soup Kitchen and found an organization that was nearby and sounded interesting. I was suppose to apply on line but I don’t have the patience to do online and WAIT….