Epiphanies. Oprah calls them “ah ha” moments. I had one yesterday centered around The West Wing.
I have been watching reruns of The West Wing on TV for the last few weeks and loving them. I never watched it when it was on, so watching an episode each night has been a blast. In fact, I cancelled a dinner plan last week to come home and watch it. Zoe (President Bartlett’s daughter) had been kidnapped by Terrorists, and while I figured they ...read more
So, I was at a chicken take-out drive-thru place recommended to me by some friends. It’s right near my new apartment in Marina del Rey, and it’s supposed to be great. There were lots of things to choose from on the menu which was like one of those McDonald’s drive-thru menus, not that I go to McDonald’s mind you. I was speaking to the guy behind the curtain through a speaker box explaining to him that we needed two orders ...read more
I was at dinner the other night with some people from work I don’t know well, and the subject of TV came up.
I said, “I love The Bachelorette.”
“You watch The Bachelorette?”
“Why yes I do. Does that surprise you?”
“It sure does. I thought you only read books or maybe watched the History channel.”
I didn’t get much into it but the next day I was riding to work with another person who’d been there and asked her if she thought the comment ...read more
I smoked on and off for twenty years. I loved my cigarettes. “Merit Ultra Lite please. One carton.” I smoked a lot. Two to four packs a day. I really didn’t like those people who could join you for a cigarette when you were having drinks, and then they went home and didn’t smoke another cigarette for a week. It’s in the genes or not, and I hate that about my genes. Give me one cigarette and I’m hooked. One ...read more
So, Freesia Lane is a year old today. Yikes. Happy Birthday to me.
My goal was to write it for a year to get me writing on a daily (minus the weekends) basis and to see if I could find a voice before doing my book that has been marinating in the back of my head for a long, long time.
So, because I’m a maudlin, weepy-eyed kind of woman, I was thinking about how Freesia Lane came to be and what ...read more
You all remember Buck? Buck was my Man Deer that hit my Audi SUV in November while I was driving to see my cousins in Denver. I posted about Buck and how he will be with me forever more way back then. Well, since Buck hit my car, or since I came to LA actually, I have had trouble with running into things in my car. There are so many strip malls and little parking places and poles in garages ...read more
I’m moving … again. My six month lease is up at the apartment I’m in and I’m moving to Marina del Rey to a little abode on the water. They say that moving is the third most stressful thing after divorce and death. Divorce. Death. Moving. I think it’s very unfair to put moving in the same category as death and divorce, but that’s just me.
I don’t find moving stressful. I find it a fabulous moment for a ‘do over.’ ...read more
I know someone who is a triathlete. He is working toward an iron man something or other, and I helped him set up a blog. He’s hitting his stride with it, and I find myself reading it now for more than a daily update of how many miles he ran more than me that day. Some of what he says actually speaks to me.
He wrote something that has been hanging out in the back of my head for the past day ...read more
Ok, I flunked my written driver’s test. At 56, and having successfully driven roads since I was sixteen, I flunked the test. So sue me. Apparently those in my office think full disclosure of this life’s failure belongs on a blog such as this, so there you have it. I confess.
Before you pass judgement, see how well you do on the questions below. These questions, by the way, come from my Caleeefornia Driver’s License Cheat Sheet that I bought online ...read more
Happy New Year one and all.
I have a New Year’s Eve tradition that I look forward to each year. I don’t drink, and New Year’s Eve parties have always been depressing for me. Forced good moods and non-intimate gatherings that probably work fine if you have a significant other, but if you are alone, they are lonely moments leading up to the ball falling and kisses all around with whomever happens to be standing next to you. It never worked for ...read more