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...
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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...
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...
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...
Avoiding Muumuus
COVID19 is wearing me thin, not really thin, because all my clothes seem to have shrunk, which is something that happens when you are on lockdown and only have one place to go: the refrigerator....
Hair-Raising Tales
Do you know anything more inconsistent than your hair? For an inanimate object, it has a mind of its own. I used to think that hair was hair, covering my scalp, keeping my head warm or cool as the...
Wag and the Gang
Wag and I hosted my grand-dogs on the Fourth of July. (Remind me never to do that again!) The dogs, a something-poo and a labradoodle and, of course, my darling Wag, a full-sized golden retriever,...
Cloudy Days
My tech expert (Texpert) dropped by to calm me after I lost about 100 pages of the Wrinkly Bits book I’m writing. If it were gone, it would mean hours and hours of profanity, reconstruction, tears,...
Gutter Dancing
The gutter guys came to my house this week, but just two years ago, I cleaned my own gutters. I’m telling you this because I don’t want you to think I’m lazy or infirm. I was over seventy years old...
Coupons, Coupons, Coupons!
Coupons, God love ‘em. Or, maybe He hates them. I certainly do. We seniors on a fixed income, (The word “fixed” is way too shallow for the abundance of gifts we have given society, but that’s...
Toe Fetish
I’ve had a lot of questions about my dog Wag. He is coming along fine, for a teenager. You remember how 14-year-old boys are, moody, cranky, without direction or purpose, and most of all, incapable...
The G Word
Gravity is a wonderful thing, it holds us to the ground, keeps cars on the road, puts poop in the commode, all the right things, but recently I have found that it is affecting me in ways I had never...
Phone Booth or Social Distancing Vestibule?
What a blast from the past! Last night, I saw a telephone booth in Boise! Just the booth, no phone or phone book because they had been removed long ago. Actually, this was not a phone booth, it was...
Ten Percent Tuesdays
As a senior, Tuesdays are especially important days. I know what you’re thinking: Yes! Hooray for Taco Tuesday. Nope. For me, it's 10 Percent Tuesday. Hot damn! A 10 percent discount on the majority...
Hurray for Velcro!
I learned shoe tying in grammar school, maybe first grade, and tied my oxfords and tennies all these years, never thinking about it. I struggled to learn how to tie my shoes and am sure my laces...
A Hot Dating Site
I bought a car last year, a nice one that I’ve wanted for a long time. My kids say they are worried that I’ll wreck it and get hurt, but I know them better than that…they want my cute little car for...
A New Man in the House
I wanted a dog, but not a puppy, so I bargained with a friend for a dog I had never seen and now I have Wag, a golden retriever. He is a beautiful dog, and I suppose I’ll grow to love him, if I...
God Bless Our Daily Fix-its
White, yellow, blue, pink One, one and a half, two, daily, alternate days Morning, noon, night, before or after meals With food, without food Round, oblong, capsule You know what I’m talking...
A Walk on the Beach
In January, my sister-in-law and I cruised through Panama Canal to visit several other island nations and took the opportunity to walk on the beach, practice our deteriorating Spanish, and renew...
Here We Have Idaho
I’m a native Idahoan and proud of it. I’ve lived in seven other states (California, Florida, North Carolina, Connecticut, Nevada, Texas, and Virginia) but my heart’s bungee cord always snaps me back...
Women of a Certain Age
I recently became a woman of a certain age. I don’t know what that means, but I got an email advising me of the concept or fact, whichever it is. I wonder what the certain age is, exactly, to escort...
Three Cheers for Chicken!
I once was a school principal. And when I say, “once,” I mean for years and years. Hanging out with kids all day, trying to ensure they actually learned something, wasn’t exactly a picnic in the...
Snots!
Three weeks of social isolation and quarantine have been a mixed bag for those of us lucky enough to be well. Some of us are managing it okay (hey! I didn’t know I had so many different pajama...
Time Marches On!
The concept of time has always eluded me. Each of us has 24 hours a day, with 60 minutes in each hour, but now that I have retired, I’m even more perplexed. I wake up around 8 and go to bed around...