I Should Have Listened to My Mother (Part 1)

I Should Have Listened to My Mother (Part 1)

Years ago, I went shopping with my mother searching for the perfect water pitcher for some holiday dinner that I was hosting (I did that long, long ago, before I learned not to volunteer to host). My mother, also known as Field Marshall Van Emeline, advised me, “Gail,...
Bikinis and Vampires

Bikinis and Vampires

I am not a hoarder by nature, except for one thing: nutritional supplements and I had rows and rows, lined up neatly alphabetized. I decided to clean the cupboard that stores the supplements that I thought I needed at one time, but now I’m not so sure. My neighbor...
Three-time Loser

Three-time Loser

I’m a loser, seriously, and it’s getting worse. These days I lose everything. This week (and it’s only Wednesday) I have lost my keys, my phone (serious problem), and my glasses (several times a day, even when they are perched on my nose). I set my specs down in...
Ranting at Robos

Ranting at Robos

Robo calls. The worst invention ever. They come at the most inopportune times, they insult me, lie to me, and frighten me. Robos have been a problem since the invention of the cell phone, and have rudely invaded our lives like rats, especially for us gray-headed...
How to Master Password Mania

How to Master Password Mania

How many passwords do you have? Once you reach my age, you will no doubt have as many as I do. And that’s at least 1,000. The good news is that I have figured out how to keep each of them in my head and can recite them at will for every single site that requires one....