I’m 52 years old but my hair is almost entirely (well about 80%) white, which makes me look at least ten years older. I’ve been dying my hair for many years. I do it at home from one of those bottles you can buy at WalMart or Target or Big Lots. About two years ago, [...]
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Oops!
Posted in life, mothers and daughters, on my own, women, tagged aging stinks, growing old in America on October 21, 2008 | 15 Comments »
Fossils
Posted in life, life's little treasures, women on September 17, 2008 | 9 Comments »
You know the saying about one door closing and another opening? Well…
Having recently moved to this area, I don’t know anyone here. Well, I know the property manager and I know one blogging friend. I wanted to meet more people so I searched craigslist.org for groups and classes that might lend themselves to meeting people [...]
S.A.R.T. (Sexual Assault Response Team)
Posted in women on November 18, 2007 | 10 Comments »
This was not going to be my post today. And it was going to be on Saturday. As you can see, this will say that it was not published until Sunday. That means I missed a day for NaBloPoMo. I don’t care. I did yesterday. But not now.
As I [...]
Turn Of the Day
Posted in diabetes, life, life's little treasures, memoir, mom duties, mothers and daughters, personal challenge, women on November 7, 2007 | 6 Comments »
[This story is about something that happened several years ago. It's true. It's proof that even I make mistakes. Just don't tell my kids! ]
It started as one of those absolutely marvelous days, only to turn quite bad!
After a delicious morning of incredibly well-behaved and productive students, at lunch time the Principal complimented me on [...]
Room Mates~Part 3
Posted in daughters, independence, women on October 23, 2007 | 4 Comments »
When my daughter moved here last year, she didn’t know anyone but she did have a couple of people to look up from her LiveJournal and MySpace pages. A few months after moving here, she was able to meet both girls and begin a Real Life friendship. Last May, one of the girls (I’ll call [...]
Room Mates~Part 2
Posted in daughters, independance, mothers and daughters, women on October 21, 2007 | 10 Comments »
My twenty-two year old daughter, T, moved from the southern California area to northern California in July of 2006. She knew no one up here except me and her little sister. Well, she also had a boyfriend that moved up here at the same time. Not knowing anyone here, she posted an ad on Craigslist.org, [...]
Another Kiss?
Posted in beginnings, just musing, kiss, women on October 9, 2007 | 1 Comment »
(This was written from an image prompt. The image was a pair of chocolate kisses.)
They had become friends at an art event they had both participated in. Later in the week he had called her and they spoke for a little bit but she had to get her kids to bed so she asked if [...]
I Did It Myself
Posted in daily grind, empty nest, independance, just musing, women on September 30, 2007 | 6 Comments »
Many years ago, when I was married to a man that lived at the office and was rarely home, I learned to do things for myself. Things like shopping for and buying appliances and carpets and household furnishings. Things like taking our children to the hospital for their tonsil and ear surgeries all by myself. [...]
Happy Days
Posted in daughters, family, just musing, mothers and daughters, travel, women on September 21, 2007 | 1 Comment »
On Thursday, I remembered the days my oldest daughter would make me cry with her hurtful words and disrespectful attitude; the days I thought would never end and that my daughter and I would never get past the “teen angst” stage.
Tina is now 23. She lives near me and works about a half hour [...]
Never Lose Your Paking Ticket
Posted in daughters, expenses, family, just musing, memoir, women on August 27, 2007 | 3 Comments »
Last week my youngest daughter was leaving on a trip to New York and Washington, D.C. I was supposed to take her to the airport (about an hour and ten minutes from home) but I wasn’t feeling well. I called my older daughter at work and she left work an hour [...]

