When I grow up

I have a friend who is older than me. Almost, but not quite old enough to be my mother. She is a good friend and she is what I want to be like when I grow up.
She lets nothing stop her. She lives alone, takes care of everything and probably in better health than most people half her age.
Today we walked over to the supermarket, they were having a senior discount day and I needed a few things. We are there almost daily and know most of the workers. As we were leaving we ran into the manager. We stopped to talk to him for a few minutes. My friend mentioned she was enrolled in another stores senior discount plan. The manager asked her if she ever went to the store.
Her answer, “Only once, there were too many old people there that day.” I thought the manager, who looks to be in his thirties, would fall on the floor laughing.
Yes, I want to be just like her when I grow up.


Random Thoughts at Night.

It was one of those nights. You know the kind, the minute your head hits the pillow you are wide awake. With me this usually happens when I have to be up earlier then usual the next morning.

As I lay there listening to my husband snore I reach over and adjust the mask on his cpap machine. I hear the cat whimpering in her sleep. I am sure she is dreaming about the lizard I would not let her outside to catch earlier in the day.

I lay back and thoughts speed into the brain. How are my brothers doing, their wives, their kids and grandkids? My mothe in law, my sisters in law, their kids. One is graduating from high school this year, her older sister graduating from college. Where did time go?

Then the what if scenarios start. I remember something about the number of dead bodies found in the desert has decreased.  What if a dead body is found?.

Stop thinking and try to sleep.Deep breath in, slowly out.

Was it an immigrant? A criminal? How did it get there? Why is it there?

That reminds me of another story of someone dumping coffins in the desert. An image pops into my mind, a body in the desert /

What’s that about ten feet away? Looks like, can it be, a coffin? Why is that there? Is it junk? . Is that it, or is there someone in the casket? Is it a vampire? Why the desert? Can’t be a vampire, they’d fry faster than most living breathing people.

Oh lord, I can’t stand it.

I grab my notebook and pen off the bedside table and wander to the living room to write this stuff down. I don’t want to wake my husband up. Sleep is overrated, I have to write this down before I forget it!

New Years Eve

New Years Eve. I’m sitting here with my husband watching CNN. Anderson Cooper and Kathy Griffin are fun. I am very happy right were I am. As far as I am concerned there is NOTHING worth standing in freezing cold with thousands of strangers. I can watch the ball drop while nice and warm in the house.

I gave up resolutions a long time ago. I never kept them anyway. I make goals. Last year one of my goals was to not fall, For those of you who don’t know I was diagnosed with a non cancerous tumor in my left ear. It has been destroyed with radiation but left me with total hearing loss in my left ear and balance issues.

My last fall was in November 2013 and I broke yet another pair of glasses. I decided to wear dollar store glasses until I had gone one year without a fall. Replacing eye glasses twice in one year is expensive. Even with insurance

So my first goal this year is to get new glasses. Then I can deal with my writing goals.. Somewhere in between I’ll get the house clean…maybe. 🙂

Love, Bake, Write -Scavengers wanted

For those of you who like dealing with spooky, why not join us and do something kooky. From October 6th through the 23rd, over 30 authors are hosting a Halloween Scavenger Hunt.  Participants visit each site to find a Halloween graphic.  The more sites you visit, the more chances to win. There are over 60 prizes, multiple winners each day. On October 6th, visit Sloan McBride’s blog Sloan McBride where you get all the information, including links to the authors’ pages, and a link to a sheet to type all the answers. It should be wicked fun!  See you there.

You can purchase a copy of Love, Bake Write  on Amazon

There is also a Pinterest board here.

A learning vacation NYC part 2

You can’t talk about NY without talking about the food. My mother in law is a fabulous cook and I lot of what I know i learned watching her in the kitchen,  But there was more I got all my food needs meet.  Nathans, which still make the best hot dogs and french fries.  My favorite Polish  restaurant in the neighborhood, Teresa’s.  Of course Dimsum.  There were two additional places filled this foodies soul as well as her stomach.

The day we went to the museum of math we also went to Mario Batali’s new place Eataly.  Amazing.  It’s part grocery store with restaurants in between.  Sort of like a little Italian village.   I purchased a jar of lemon marmalade to bring home. Thought I had wrapped it tightly in my clothes so it wouldn’t break open on the trip home. Unfortunately I could not hide it from the clutches of TSA. Never mind it was sealed shut, had not been opened. It was over 3 oz and was confiscated. I hope they enjoy it…not.

I had originally planned to stay in on Wednesday and rest my legs from the trekking around.  Until my mother in law said the one thing guaranteed to change my mind.  Debbie is bringing the girls.  Debbie is my  husbands youngest sister and I will not give up a chance to spend time with her daughters. Before we met them, we stopped at the famous Algonquin hotel. Home of the infamous round table, where Dorothy Parker, Robert Benchly and others once gathered.  We did not get to see the round table. but I got some marvelous pictures in the lobby.  To stand where so many famous writers had stood was inspiring.

We met Debbie and girls at a restaurant called BUTTER.  It sounded familiar but I couldn’t think of why.  When i entered the restaurant I found out.  It is the restaurant of food network chef,and Chopped judge Alex Guarneschelli.  The food was amazing, the service was impeccable. From my 70+ mother in law to my youngest niece, we were treated well.  When the chef came out to talk to us I was starstruck and actually speechless.  Doesn’t happen often.

The New York subway can be an exercise in futility.I don;t think I understand it any more now than I did when I first visited it over thirty years ago.  However it is a writers treasure trove of characters The subway car was filled with lots of stories.  Half the people were plugged into their devices. Some I was glad to see, were actually reading books. The rest either had their eye closed or were trying to watch their fellow passengers without seeming to do so.


So What did I learn on this trip

I learned I have to pace myself and know when to call  it a day.

I learned that I’d rather have 105 and dry then 85 and humid , guess that means I really have become a dessert rat.

Now if I can just get rid of this lung infection that seems to have followed me home.

Guardian Cat

They’re doing the roofs in my apartment complex over. Finally they started on my building.  It’s funny to watch my cats. It’s getting hot during the day here in Tucson (sorry my friends on the east coast) so they are usually done by 1 or 2 pm.  Until then the cats, especially Yerbie stands in the doorway watching. If the guys working show up in front of the apartment he gets right up to the door and watched what they are doing. They’re doing major renovations here and he’ll probably go nuts when they start replacing the patio fences.  It is nice to know I have someone protecting me, while Michael is in work. 😦