The Forced Retirement of Mountain Woman, Part Two

After a comfy night, Lily and I got up and I had coffee, two cold boiled eggs, and cold bacon. I still didn’t feel like setting things up, so I put my camp chair outside and began to read “Run” by Ann Patchett. I spent most of the morning just reading. Getting up out of the camp chair was difficult. It was too low and, as I pushed down on the arms to help myself up, I worried that the chair would break. Not a comforting thought. Usually the cabin has a kitchen type chair in it, but not this …

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The Forced Retirement of Mountain Woman, Part One

I spent days getting everything together for my mountain retreat. I had many, many books. I had paper and canvas and paint and markers. I even took my little light table. I had my laptop and notes for several stories. I took plenty of food and warm clothes. I was prepared for seven days of reading and creating. The excitement was overwhelming. The only thing I was worried about was whether or not Ms, Turtle was able for the trip. For those of you who may not know, Ms. Turtle, is my 1998 (forest green) Plymouth Voyager. She has been …

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We’re on the upward trail! Singing, singing, everybody singing….

Yep. It’s time. Lily and I are headed off to the mountains this afternoon. I’m really excited. Lily would be, too, if she knew what was going on. She’s nervous because she knows I’m going somewhere – she just doesn’t know that she’s going, too. I’m looking forward to reading lots of books. I have a couple of boxes. Some of them are books that I’ve had for a long time and haven’t gotten around to reading yet. I either have to read them now or get rid of them. After I read them I will let them go – …

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The real world wandered over to me yesterday

    Yesterday was Yard Sale Day. I puttered around the day before trying to get things together, but, although I’m feeling much better, I was still soooo slow, and my back was hurting trying to move boxes of books. And there weren’t even that many. It just seemed to be a mish-mash of stuff, but I guess that’s the definition of a yard sale. I really didn’t feel prepared. Saturday morning I got up at five and went out to set up some tables, only to find that Brian had gotten up in the middle of the night and …

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Retirement has been looming, but now it has arrived.

Yes, the time has come for me to stop working – at the paying job, anyway. As many of you know, my car ran over me a month ago. Not the whole car, mind you, just the door. But the door got me pretty bad – I fell and was stuck between the door and the ground until the young man helping me got the car in park. The result was a massive hematoma on my hip and thigh. For those of you who don’t know, a hematoma is a burst blood vessel. That’s essentially just a bruise, but this …

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Retirement has been looming, but now it has arrived.

Yes, the time has come for me to stop working – at the paying job, anyway. As many of you know, my car ran over me a month ago. Not the whole car, mind you, just the door. But the door got me pretty bad – I fell and was stuck between the door and the ground until the young man helping me got the car in park. The result was a massive hematoma on my hip and thigh. For those of you who don’t know, a hematoma is a burst blood vessel. That’s essentially just a bruise, but this …

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Retirement has been looming, but now it has arrived.

Yes, the time has come for me to stop working – at the paying job, anyway. As many of you know, my car ran over me a month ago. Not the whole car, mind you, just the door. But the door got me pretty bad – I fell and was stuck between the door and the ground until the young man helping me got the car in park. The result was a massive hematoma on my hip and thigh. For those of you who don’t know, a hematoma is a burst blood vessel. That’s essentially just a bruise, but this …

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Drag Queen Non-Adventures in the Far(ish) North

Winter, 1980. I took the¬†train from Eugene, Oregon to Seattle, Washington for – oh, I don’t really remember. A conference or trade show or something like that. This was the days before the internet, so I had used a travel agent to book a hotel in downtown Seattle. It was called the Winston, or Winton, or Windsor, or something like that. It was a little rundown, but clean. I stayed in my room for a while, practicing my juggling and watching the Winter Olympics. But it was dinner time and I was feeling a might peckish, so I called the …

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Is it old age or just an over-active life?

Yesterday was busy, busy, busy. Aunt Carleen and I usually do our shopping on Thursday afternoon, but I took Katsu to the vets instead. We were supposed to do it Friday afternoon, but I had taken Katsu and Lily to the vet at 7:30 and left them there for tests, so I had to go back and get them in the afternoon. By the time I got back home I just didn’t want to go anywhere. So Saturday morning at 8:30, we went to Winco. Nice time to go shopping, actually, not too many people so it takes less time. …

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The People You Meet When You Travel the Street

  I was driving my friend Alison home from work recently. As I pulled up in front of her house, there was a man walking his very large rottweiler on the other side of the street. My window was down, so I remarked, “What a sweet little puppy.” He looked at me and said, “Y’know, when I got him, he was a chihuahua, but the vet put him on steroids and this,” he said, sweeping his arm the length of the ‘puppy’, “is what I got.” I laughed of course. How could I not. He reminded me of my daddy …

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