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Reuniting with the 50th reunion.

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1971 ... T he greatest class to ever graduate from Corona del Mar High School. Or so we thought.  I went to the 40th reunion. I guess I just wanted to see folks that I knew back then...and who/what/where and how they are doing today. I was not overwhelmed with what I saw. argh. Good news for me....I drove there and had my bike on the back of my car. I did meet up with Eve, who is an artist, and we rode bikes along the beach on the peninsula and had lunch @ Ruby's on the pier.  Back to 2021 - I was sending out some 'Happy New Year' cards to some friends and I wanted to be sure I had their addresses right. So I emailed one of them. And we re-connected. She was one of my bridesmaids.   She asked me if I wanted to be on the planning committee for the reunion. And I politely said no. In fact, I said I wouldn't be attending that reunion.  She said why? Trying to be polite, I said I wouldn't be attending it because I have nothing in common with those folks. Plus I don'

I was working on my computer......

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....and it was quiet, indoors and outdoors. I'd been at it for a while.   Cactus on my front porch! I decided to turn the radio on (KQED 88.5). This is the only radio station I trust and I'm a sustaining member of this wonderful station.  I have Sonos and it goes through speakers depending on which room I'm in. I just hit the button that's on a wall (office, my bedroom, the family room, the kitchen, the bathroom, the living room). It was about 2pm. I couldn't believe my ears! What was going on? Was I listening to 'War of the Worlds?' Was I dreaming?  And that's when I found out that Washington DC was under attack. OMG! Would California be next? I couldn't wrap my head around this.  What? It was us against us? Who? It was us? Americans? As you all know...it was the Trump-eters. They were busting down doors, smashing things up, somebody was shot and is dead, and guns were fired, in the capitol. Why would a President encourage this? Why? For the balance

More funnies and some are just too real!

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I need to give credit and thanks to Vicki and Betty for all that they've sent me these past long months.  They have made me laugh out loud...and I'm just me, myself, and I.  I expect I may be posting more on this Boomer-chick-musings blog...but I tend to take a break from now until the new year.  Looking at this, there are too many "I's" in it. So here's to you hoping you'll be having a wonderful Thanksgiving Day.   May all of the rest of my days may I be grateful enough to realize that this world is bigger and greater than I am.     Live richly.... that's the only choice that we've got! marilyn

I've always wondered where the orange cone on my side yard came from.....

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...and on Wednesday I found out. I was taking photos of a bathroom in one of my tenant's apartments. The purpose was to send the photos to the vendor who would be making the tub look new. With the photos, he would be able to give me a bid for refreshing that tub.  As we were talking, she was telling me about how angry she got when a neighbor (a contractor), who used to live on the corner would put two cones out to save a parking space on the street for his large truck.  Parking can be tough around here.  My tenant decided she'd had enough. One day, once he drove off, she went over and took the cones. She was pissed off.  My question to her was 'where did you put them?' She said she threw them on the side of the house!    Well, I was on that side of the house, preparing for the rain, last week. I saw only one cone. But I finally knew where it came from!  Now, I have 3 orange cones - one on the side of my house and 2 in the carriage house.  Be safe, and don't hog the

Tomorrow....

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 I find great comfort in the 'simple things.'  My next-door neighbor (who has some large dogs), has set out a bowl of water for those 4 legged friends, who are walking their owners.  I was thinking about the USA election, and suddenly this song came into my head. Tomorrow Alicia Morton The sun'll come out Tomorrow Bet your bottom dollar That tomorrow There'll be sun! Just thinkin' about Tomorrow Clears away the cobwebs And the sorrow 'Til there's none! When I'm stuck with a day That's grey And lonely I just stick out my chin And grin And say Oh! The sun'll come out Tomorrow So ya gotta hang on 'Til tomorrow Come what may Tomorrow, tomorrow! I love ya tomorrow! You're always A day Away! When I'm stuck with a day That's grey And lonely I just stick out my chin And grin And … Source:  LyricFind Live richly..... As my late husband used to say, "This, too, shall pass." 👍💪

Some laughs, some tears.....My Octopus Teacher

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 I wanted to watch a movie...maybe last Sunday eve. I lose track of the days. I went onto Netflix to see what they had. No, I didn't want to pay for it or buy it.  I came across My Octopus Teacher .  It was free. Quoting from NetFlix:  A filmmaker forges an unusual friendship with an octopus living in a South African kelp forest, learning as the animal shares the mysteries of her world. This was completely captivating...and I was crying at the end of it. Check it out. It gave me hope for the world. Now some of Betty's funnies! Live richly, marilyn

Tool box? I have a tool bin.

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  OK. I had good intentions. What I usually do with old toothbrushes is keep them in a small glass container, underneath my bathroom sink. That way I can use them for scrubbing out the black gunk in my bathroom sink drain. It's just gross.  Then I shake the toothbrush in the sink and wipe the black gunk up with a tissue or a paper towel. And then I will heat up some water in my tea kettle and pour that down the drain. This time, though, the drain grabbed my toothbrush. I tried various ways to get hold of the toothbrush but it wouldn't come out. Good news - it wasn't clogging the sink. Water was still flowing down the drain. I let the toothbrush stay there for a couple of days.  OK....I needed to get this toothbrush out. I was quiet and let good thoughts into my head. I'm no plumber but there should be a way to get it out without spending an arm and a leg on a plumber.  Think what Carl would do...think what I would do back when I was flying.  I was pretty sure I had some