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Anticipation
I shouldn’t anticipate, I know, but today I am. Later today, I’m driving up to the VA Hospital in La Jolla and meeting a group from my Sunday Night meeting at the main entrance. They “take a me...
No Apologies Needed
Boy did it rain here. An old fashioned gully washer. Laka hasn’t said if she is ok, but Margot is. As far as I know, no one washed away. That’s was great. Parts of the city are flooded, and...
Traveling Again
More old Images from Tar-Jay. “Where are you going,” Zipster asks. We are off on one of those four day Carnival Christmas Cruises out of LA. We’ll take one small suitcase each and a bag for t...
With Apologies
Decorations at Target First: I want to apologize for the number/word verification on my Blogger site being on. It appears to be some sort of system burp that many with Blogger sites have sudden...
The Last Card
Mage and George with the Star of India as background on her 1984 sailing. We worked the “December Nights” show in Balboa Park last night. Right outside the main doorway was a carny with rap and...
1983 Card
1983 Christmas Card. Me, Tom, Laka, Margot, and George. The card for 1984 is better. Then again, I started college that year and became an abstract expressionist. No more cards. LOL I was th...
Ribbed
Christmas day 1981 in the cottage. The first day at work went well except for the broken rib. Yes, I said that. Yes, I leaned over the arm of my favorite chair, and when I couldn’t reach what I...
The Great Flood of 1983
Flooding is predicted and rainfall totals are expected from 2 to 4 inches here just like in 1983. 1983: Day 1 of the big flood. Lifeguard friends had just paddled by on their boards. They wo...
Snippets of the Season
It’s world AIDS Day. Please don’t forget. There will be ceremonies all over the world to remember those who have died of AIDS. There will be moments like that of Mama’s Kitchen here, above, t...
Ah, Dust!
Old blue ornaments and me. I thought we could take our time with this. Sort through the too many ornaments and discard. Slowly. Suffering the tortures of the dammed with the dust. But no. He...
The Last November Days
The last cottage on Lotus Street where I lived with my two kids, where I met George. It’s been a lovely few sunny days with crisp nights. Somehow that seems perfection as I watch the weather r...
San Diego Thanksgivings
1958: At number 20, Second Avenue: Left to Right: Thomas E Barnum’s arm, Margaret Barnum Gunthorp (Madge), Charles Lawrence Gunthorp (Gunny), and Maude Robson Gunthorp. 1968: On Shelter Islan...
A Friends Kind of Day
Some old friends from the writing class. Enough was enough. My friend DA seemed to be missing. She had called another friend to get my email address, but I never heard from her. That bothered ...
A Very Good Sunday
Greeted by a wall of 8 and 10 foot trees. It was a quiet start to the day. I like Sundays where the bed covers are warm, the coffee and muffin are hot, and CBS Sunday Morning is more distractin...
Whadda Mess
I really owe the Great Geezer an apology. Not only have I been vastly self-centered and selfish with my wrist focus, I’m trailing through his life making messes. This pile is one he hasn’t cle...
Throwback Thursday
Chilly morning bundled under the covers with the coffee on the window sill. 1977 He headed off to work well before 0630 this morning. Up the coast to a Thanksgiving office party. They kept ur...
Book Day
I really like Book Days at the shop. You can hear the faint cry of, “Books, books, books” as I move through the store with my little red wagon overfilled with priced books ready to go on the sh...
Phone Rant
“Don’t you think you could have said that better?” George asked me this morning after my friend of many years hung up on me. After a long, long pause, I answered, “Yes, I guess I could have.” I...
Blog Roll Thinking
Dear Marion B, a personal friend and blogger from Open Diary I used to blog at Open Diary (OD). At this very first blogger hive site, I was lucky to make many personal friends. We would meet i...
A Holiday Extravaganza
I know it’s early in the season. It’s not even Thanksgiving yet, but we have one of these holiday display’s every year at this time. We are a bit behind the other stores, actually. Most of t...
Silly Me
The ocean side of Point Loma from the Lighthouse. Rather than leaping up, bagging my cast, showering then breakfasting, I’ve been tucked in bed rushing through Kathy Reichs Grave Secrets. It wa...
Bay Fragments
Out of the house and up to the top of the point. With cameras. Much better than staying home and playing on the computers. We clambered around on the San Salvador for the first time. Caps...
Saturday Live
Comic Con 2015 isn’t starting out well. He signed in to the Comic Con site at 0730, and my badge ID was allowed in the cyber room to buy tickets right at 0900. He bought a four day pass for m...
Entertainments for the One Handed
Gift from the Sea: First Edition cover on a 1965 paperback, Photo copyright: eBay/kingcolescup I’ve been needing lite entertainments. No heavy movies where I would cry in empathy. Little TV as...
Before and Middle
Mage with Dr. Peterson Off came the half cast, stitches, and bandages, then X-rays, and now a purple short cast. It’s just fine. No sign of infection. I can go to work….one handedly, and I c...
