“You ready ski cat?”, “Hit it Jackson”. We loaded the camper on the truck, hitched the Tracker on the back, coaxed Ali Kitty into the camper and took off into a blinding sand storm on Saturday, April 5. In our wisdom we looked at the blowing dust and decided to wait until Sunday morning to […]
What does joy look like to you? Joy comes in many shapes and forms. I think we all agree joy is found most profoundly in the tiny newborn, a child, grandchild or great grand child, the joy at their birth is overwhelming. What a miracle to be entrusted with this bundle of joy. Although this […]
My dad enjoyed telling a story about a man and his family driving on a country road when a tire blew out on their older model car. They were returning from a day at the beach and the man was hot and tired and in no mood to deal with the tire situation. His wife […]
When Monty and I met in 1990 he was an experienced camper and I was clueless about the whole camping thing. I’d never actually camped at all, but Monty had spent many evenings around the campfire in his earlier years, riding dirt bikes, fishing or back packing in the Sierras while in dental school. Monty […]
While having lunch with my friend, Suzette, she sagely announced, ‘Aging is tricky’. At least I think that is what she said, restaurants are so noisy neither of us can hear what the other is saying. Thank goodness we have honed our lip reading skills. Navigating the path through the golden years is complicated. I […]
I hold my breath while I turn off Cherry Avenue on to Thirteenth Street. Thirteenth is paved now, not the washboard dirt road it was when I was growing up. I catch my breath, the house I grew up in looks so tiny. I am pleasantly surprised to see the house appears to be loved. […]
Today I made a quick trip to the grocery store and met a delightful gentleman. My new BFF looked a little scruffy, not homeless, but maybe someone without anyone at home to suggest he shave and clean up a bit before running to the store. He was exiting the store with the weekly flyer clutched […]
Let me start off by saying I didn’t get the shopping gene. I don’t know how I could have missed out. My mother was the queen of shoppers. She would wander up and down the aisles of Target and happily spend $5.98 and celebrate the adventure with a giant Hershey bar, with almonds. Mom loved […]