Monthly Archives: March 2012


I was awakened by a horrible dream this morning.  (If bad dreams really bother you, don’t read any further.)  In the dream, I am standing on the front lawn of my parents’ house.  Movement to the right makes me turn … Continue reading

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Wicked Pissah!

First truly warm day of the year (an unexpected 72 degrees) turns my thoughts to summer which, of course, means it’s time to watch JAWS. I love this movie.  Despite its faults, it remains one of my all-time favorites, mostly … Continue reading

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Fashionally Challenged

Am I the only woman in the world who experiences difficulty finding clothing she likes? Let me differentiate:  I’m talking about clothing I like, not necessarily what’s in “style” (whatever that means). I’m the first to admit that I’m no … Continue reading

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Ten Pounds in a Five Pound Bag

Is there a woman out there who doesn’t hate trying on bathing suits? As a rule, we woman are pretty hard on ourselves when trying on any sort of clothing that fits marginally better than, say, the average flour sack.  We spot … Continue reading

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Staring Across the Gulf

My dad recently turned 94 years old.  That’s quite a monumental bench-mark, particularly when you take into account that he’s only recently given up his driver’s license and put his car on the market.  If it weren’t for the crumbling ruin … Continue reading

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