Monthly Archives: May 2012
The Money Pit …
Day 117 I know I did not buy a lemon of a house … but the last 2 days I have been feeling like it is becoming a money pit. I know that’s not true … but some little oddities … Continue reading
The Scent of Lilacs … Part VI
Day 116 (This is Part VI of the story The Scent of Lilacs. The story originally posted on day 108 … and continues on days 109, 110, 111, and 115.) Today’s sandwich is a surprise. Cream cheese and butter with … Continue reading
The Scent of Lilacs … Part V
Day 115 (This is Part V of the story I’m posting … The Scent of Lilacs. Parts I, II, III, IV are posted on days 108, 109, 110 and 111.) So, my independence grew until I am where I am … Continue reading
Lost and Found …
Day 114 Today is Memorial Day … and though I don’t know anyone who is in the service now and we, as a family, did not lose anyone to war in the past I always get nostalgic and weepy on … Continue reading
Slobberpuss of Sweat …
Day 113 One good thing about moving to a new area of the country – you find out what you are made of. And, apparently, I am made of sweat. Yes … apparently so. It’s hot. Coming from the “High … Continue reading
The ways of animals …
Day 112 Until recently I had six animals. Quite a LOT for one person. I have two pugs, Dori (14) and Gertie (7). Dori is one of the two old ladies I flunked fostering almost 4 years ago. Flunked in the sense … Continue reading
The Scent of Lilacs … Part IV
Day 111 (This is Part IV of the story The Scent of Lilacs. Parts I, II and III were posted on Days 108, 109 and 110.) I don’t mind so much days on the porch but when it’s hot, I … Continue reading
The Scent of Lilacs … Part III
Day 110 (Note: If you are a subscriber to this blog the last post did not include the final paragraph written. You may want to go to www.lobsteronmyshoulder.com and read it before continuing on with Part III.) This is Part III … Continue reading
The Scent of Lilacs … Part II
Day 109 This is Part II of my story, Scent of Lilacs. Part I posted on 5/22/2012 – Day 108 But I was told that white folk and colored folk weren’t friends, especially colored folk that were “hired hands”. Some … Continue reading
The Scent of Lilacs … Part I
Day 108 I was at the library earlier and noticed as I was going in that the last of the lilacs out front were fading quickly. They are one of my favorite flowers and it is always a springtime thrill to have them … Continue reading
Speed Limit of Life …
Day 107 Today I turned another highway speed limit. Of course, 20 years ago this age sounded ancient. 20 years from now it’ll sound young. Once again, perspective. I spent the day with some of the people I love most … Continue reading
Singin’ in the Rain …
Day 106 It’s raining. Big deal, right? Right. It IS a big deal. I love rain. I love the feel of it, the smell of it, what it does. Everything is washed clean when it rains. I don’t mean literally, … Continue reading
Frustration 101 …
Day 105 I have been told I am a calm person and have the patience of a saint. Yeah, right. Surely anyone saying that has never seen me at an unthreaded sewing machine, a clogged sink, with a bug on … Continue reading
Bad Day for Knuckles …
Day 104 Last night I was tough on my hands. I did everything but give myself a knuckle sandwich. I am getting used to my gas range. I have never really (except when visiting my parents) cooked on a gas range – … Continue reading
On the radio …
Day 103 Whoa-ohhhh, on the radio! I am finding it difficult to find a radio station. Well, let me rephrase that … a radio station that I like. There are plenty (as in PLENTY) of radio stations blaring out at me while I turn … Continue reading
Dreamin’ …
Day 102 I’m a dreamer. Not in the sense of being wistful and looking out into space with a dreamy look on my face while thinking of bunnies hopping through flower-laden meadows with little fluffy white lambies gamboling about … but … Continue reading
Communication …
Day 101 Communication. I think I’m pretty good at it. I love snail mail. I adore email. I’m somewhat decent with phone calls. I like correspondence and getting my message across in any way, shape or form. Give me a bottle … Continue reading
One hundred … and counting
Day 100 Cento. That is the word for 100 in Italian … pronounced chen-toe. So, why, when I’m thinking of the word for one hundred do I think of the word in Italian first? I don’t know. One of those … Continue reading
Self-Absorption
Day 99 For the past two months (and then some) I have been focused on … ME. Good ol’ me, myself and I. And I tell ya … that threesome is getting old. Well, yes, we are getting older – … Continue reading
Libraries … Part II
Day 98 Well, I did it again … I missed a blog post. I do not have internet yet at the house and I arrived at the library (totally unaware that it was Saturday) and was greeted at the door with … Continue reading
Night of the Living Dead … (Days, too!)
Day 97 I am a zombie. Not the kind in that super scary Night of the Walking Dead from a zillion years ago (the original movie) when the zombies were real people and actually really scary. I’m not even a … Continue reading
The Library …
Day 96 I am in the library … which for some (including me) is practically heaven. The one in this small town is lovely. I knew before I walked through the big columns in front … because the courtyard is … Continue reading
Unplugged …
Day 95 I have been on the go – literally and figuratively – as I have just moved half way across the country. Okay, a third of the distance of an actual cross country move but it seems like I … Continue reading
The move …
Day 94 In my infinite wisdom and exhaustion, I did it again. Wrote but saved the post as a draft and did not publish last night’s blog. So, tonight I post 2 … in keeping with my 365 days of … Continue reading
Ode to the grape …
Day 93 We were talking about grapes, for some reason, at the dinner table the other night. My mom doesn’t really care what color or shape they are but prefers them really cold. My dad is a big grape guy … Continue reading
In a word … cute
Day 92 If I were to sum up in one word the house that is to be mine tomorrow morning at 9am, it would be … CUTE. Cute. Not quaint and not quite darling … but cute. Very, very, very … Continue reading
Breathing different air …
Day 91 For a long, long time now I’ve been needing a change. I needed to get away from the big house … the high maintenance yard … the memories of a life that was no longer, of a love that … Continue reading
More lessons and observances from the road …
Day 90 We made it to Chicago … the 5 of us tucked into my van those 1000 miles. Everything, except remarkably ME, has been peed on by the very upset cats! So nice! The aroma in my car was … Continue reading
And then there were five …
Day 89 On our way out of town today with the van filled to the gills with my personal belongings and 6 animals our journey took a very unexpected twist … I had to put Yoshi to sleep. She was … Continue reading
The Journey Begins …
Day 88 The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step … one step and six animals! This will be interesting! Today I relinquished possession of the house I’ve called home for the last (nearly) 26 years … we … Continue reading
Moving Day …
Day 87 The mantra of the day was … JUST DON’T WATCH …though, at times, it was hard not to. The movers arrived at 9:30 this morning and nearly 9 1/2 hours later I was waving good-bye to these 5 … Continue reading
Frazzled …
Day 86 Tired. Exhausted. Beat. Weary. Sapped. Zapped. Worn to a frazzle. Whatever a frazzle might be … I am sure I am worn to one! What an odd expression … “worn to a frazzle”. It sounds like it should … Continue reading