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Journaling since 1974. I'm an artist, book lady, and quilter living at the beach with a car guy. We wait out the pandemic in our little condo above the beach. Having been homeless in the 70's, the car guy and I truly appreciate where we are today. All entries are copyrighted under the author's legal name under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported. © Copyright 1974-2021.
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The Holiday Begins... in Postcards 4
…with a rush. As everyone pulls their decorations down from their attics, they clean their spaces too. Acres and hours of donations arrived at the shop and kept me hopping. Just as I started t...
Teeth in Postcards 4
It’s that tooth next to the right canine. Oh joy, tomorrow, if all goes well, I will get a new crown on that tooth this morning. Shall I draw an arrow? Oh, Hurrah, oh kaloo-kallay, I don’t have...
Teeth in Postcards 4
It’s that tooth next to the right canine. Oh joy, tomorrow, if all goes well, I will get a new crown on that tooth this morning. Shall I draw an arrow? Oh, Hurrah, oh kaloo-kallay, I don’t hav...
World AIDS Day 2015 in Postcards 4
The Continental Airlines AIDS Quilt block. Today is World AIDS Day. It’s not only a day of remembrance, but a day to give. We are close to finding a vaccine for AIDS. Himself: He’s on ...
'Tis the Season in Postcards 4
<center></center> The holiday season is upon us. The stores are full Christmas. The airwaves and television crams red and greens down our faces. At least there’s a little blue too...
To Travel in Postcards 4
We both have a passion for travel. He grew up in Pakistan, then Colorado, then back to Pakistan, with a dash of Spain. I have to confess that I grew up in Chula Vista and remember only one ch...
Opinions in Postcards 4
Antique mail image copyright: Massive, Massey University, Letters to the Editor Page Issue, February 2015 I never write the editor, but I have opinions: Dear Council Person: You changed out the ...
Artfully Glass in Postcards 4
Chihuly Glass at the San Diego Mingei Museum I thought I would catch your eye with something beautiful after a day of eating too much. Glass. I’d like to have a piece or two, especial...
A Thanksgiving Story in Postcards 4
1948: Grandma and Grandpa on the back stoop of their apartment in San Diego. I loved my grandmother dearly. She loved me back unconditionally. Our family spent many Thanksgivings in grandma’s ...
All the News You Need to Know in Postcards 4
I picked up a newspaper at the car wash the other day. The pages were filled with news bytes on everything known to man. I didn’t see Dear Abby, but I bet she was there in a section I couldn’t...
Calls in Postcards 4
The Great Geezer is heading north to a thanksgiving lunch. He’s bringing mother’s solution…KFC, but ordered online. A great call. I need to get on the horn to the dentist to tell him my temp ...
It's Gratitude Week for Me in Postcards 4
I’m a very grateful lady today. The great Geezer has 31 years of sobriety and is celebrating at several parties. The Sun is out. My friend Camille is back from China. I don’t have to cook th...
A Beautiful Sunday Morning in Postcards 4
We are stopping by an estate sale. The home is up on the side of the Point, and the charming steps and tall glass windows give a glimpse into another world. Few today can afford one of a kind,...
Christchurch Video in Postcards 4
<iframe width="854" height="480" src="" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe> I got this from Hatties Web. It’s a truly moving few moments taken just one moment after the ear...
Medians in Postcards 4
They must be tourists. Why, you ask? Because locals wouldn’t stand in the median of a busy four lane road in San Diego’s Balboa Park. Would they do it at home? Perhaps they are enchanted by ...
Reredos in Postcards 4
Time seems to be getting away from me these days. If things aren’t right in front of me, I forget them. I can even write things down, and I forget that I have written about it. I have a vague...
Adobe in Postcards 4
Mission Courtyard The early Mission buildings here were built out of adobe bricks. Local mud, straw, and water were mixed and slapped into forms. After drying in the sun, they were placed int...
Repetitions 4 in Postcards 4
We went rummaging through Target in search of pant hangers. Of course we left with more than just pant hangers, but that’s what we went for. I was grateful to see though Christmas and Hanukkah...
Orts and Rabbit things in Postcards 4
I must confess. I love rabbits. I used to buy rabbit things too, but not any more. I broke another front tooth off. I can afford to take care of it still it was a very embarrassing thing to l...
Je Suis Us All in Postcards 4
The world mourns while we go about our mundanities haircuts here while friends look for friends there we buy pant hangers here…. some will never worry about pants again there the usuals here don...
Paris, France in Postcards 4
For me, the Eiffel Tower embodies France in its out-of-time reach and magic. We took one visit to Paris in 2001. I remember the drama and the beauty of the city tho it wasn’t most pleasant of ...
Happy Friday the 13th in Postcards 4
After a slow day that included a nap, I joined about twenty-five wonderful volunteers setting up the shop for our annual Holiday Boutique. My co-worker Bill gave me a ride down. While the male...
Early Holiday Boutique in Postcards 4
It’s that time of year again. Holiday time in November at the store….no one uses the word Christmas any more. We save all year for this event. We have rooms of priced and labeled boxes just w...
Armistice Day in Postcards 4
…or Veterans Day: The eleventh month, the eleventh day, the eleventh hour. Fort Rosecrans, up on top of the Point where many will leave prayers for family members tomorrow. My father is in...
Friends in Postcards 4
When I was a kid, I was so shy I hid behind things. Only in my twenties did I begin to blossom in the company of my first husband and a group of artists. Add politics, and I grew a little more...
