I Love A Parade!

I was watching the Hudson’s Thanksgiving Day Parade today.  (Well, it’s not REALLY “Hudson’s” parade anymore, but I’ll never think of it any differently….). While watching I was suddenly overwhelmed with memories.  I grew up in a Detroit suburb, and Hudson’s was THE store. It was a special occasion when Mom would dress up in her best sixties suit and gloves (I don’t ever remember her wearing a hat, though….) and we would make the Continue reading

I am a rock….

It was just a silly little children’s book. And it made me afraid. Very afraid. After my secretary, Sue, died suddenly two months ago, my pastor handed me the book, “Tear Soup.” She told me it may help me work through my grief. I thanked her, and then set the book aside. For the next six weeks, I would look at it as I walked out the door in the morning. I’d glance at it Continue reading

Doctor, Doctor

We sang together in a wedding band.  She and her husband, me and my husband. They eventually split, and we “got” Ann in the divorce.  She joined us at our church, sang with us in the choir, and was my closest confidant. We met for lunch one day in 1985. She listened while I kvetched. “Change, or quichyerbichin!”  Ann was never one to mince words, and she certainly didn’t mince any when she made it Continue reading

Your Coach, Madam….

My approach to cars and purses is similar. If my car starts when I turn the key in the ignition, goes forward when I put it in drive, and stops when I press the brake, then I’m happy. Horsepower, sexy lines, leather seats with “bun warmers” are nice, but I don’t seek them out. I feel the same way about my purses. I like one that is small, holds my stuff in an organized manner, Continue reading

The Whiskey Cure…

My son, Steve just sent me a bulletin. “Scotch, scotchy scotch. I love scotch.” I never knew. (There are things a mother shouldn’t know…ya know?). But it reminded me of the forced whiskey and honey cold cure. My mom (somewhat …dependent…as 60’s frustrated wives occasionally were..) was a firm believer in the whiskey/honey/lemon cure. If my brother or I were to demonstrate even the slightest indication of a cold, flu or stomach upset, her immediate Continue reading

The Chicken Bone

“Don’t you dare throw that out there!” My husband looked aghast as I rolled down the window and prepared to throw a half-eaten chicken bone out the window onto the ranchland as we rode up the driveway (on our own property, I might add!). He continued…. “A coyote might choke on it!” I could envision his mother (and mine, and probably yours…) with her hands on her hips lecturing about the possibility of chicken bones Continue reading

Can’t See The Forest

Out here in the high desert of northeast Nevada, the views go on forever.  We look out our front door and see the Ruby Mountain range extending north and south as far as we can see. The rolling foothills undulate in the foreground. Behind us,  to the west, we watch the sun fall behind Lamoille summit, about 8 miles away, and beyond that another 25 miles, Adobe summit. We truly have 180 degree views. But Continue reading

The MixMaster

mixerweb It took my breath away. Walking down the aisle of the antique show I glanced toward the booth where it sat, and its gleaming yellow and chrome called to me. I froze in mid-stride. In the words of former President Jimmy Carter, “I lusted in my heart.” Gathering my resolve, I walked away, only to turn around ten steps later and walk back to the booth to hold it, caress it. My husband watched, slack-jawed Continue reading

Life in the fast lane…..

Whew! Well, don’t say that WE aren’t part of the jet set!  Now that I am awake and recovering from our New Year’s Eve celebration, I will condescend to share with you the log of our festivities. It started in the morning with a snowshoeing expedition with the dogs around the property. Only once around in 10″ of snow was enough excitement for me, so I retired back to the safety (and warmth) of my Continue reading