Tuesday, September 28, 2010


What is it about places you frequent closing? It's like finding a bra that fits then going back to get another one and -- Sorry! We no longer stock that one!  Or worse: Sorry! They quit making that one!

Now one of our pet places, Dressner's, has closed.

Went by for tea and coffee yesterday morning and the closed sign was up. We thought maybe they were changing to winter hours but no, they are officially closed as of Monday. Sunday was the last day..

No one knew. No one got to throw them a farewell party. No one got to eat one last giant blueberry pancake or sausage gravy biscuit.

We are sad. It's been around longer than we've lived here or even been coming down. I loved the rough wooden plank floors and the reasonable prices. Now it's gone.

We'll miss you, Dressner's!

Sunday, September 26, 2010


We're at home ready for supper. No company. No plans to go out. Just a cozy supper at home.

So her mother hands the seven year old a blue headband to put on her hair, to keep it back and out of her mouth while we're eating.

"No!" she says emphatically. "Blue is not my best color!"

"It's just to keep your hair back."

"I don't want to look ugly!"

I think it's all this princess stuff. Maybe we need to popularize tomboys for a change.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010


Toolin' down  !-95 I saw a back window sticker on an SUV: I MARRIED A FAT BOY.

So I'm wondering, is she bragging or complaining? Is there a FAT BOY club or fraternity? What's the deal?

So much out there I don't understand!

Monday, September 20, 2010


Our libraries are hurting.

Our local two are closing one day a month in each location to save funds. They have already cut back on hours for full-time employees and done away with the beloved Bookmobile. Their participation in our state-wide system for borrowing books from any library member is also threatened.

If this were a more prosperous period, it wouldn't matter so much. But with the economy the way it is, a lot of people can't afford to buy books and are using libraries more frequently. They're also using the library computers to check on job listings and other things because they can't afford a home computer and/or internet service.

I guess I'm just whining, but it still seems to me that this is the very time libraries need to be supported, when people are out of work and worrying about reduced salaries. All I can do is support the library league and help raise money to keep them open.

Sunday, September 19, 2010


I've been visiting a home with two seven-year-old girls.

One has her own beauty routine in the morning. She uses a comb-like brush on her hair before she takes one with bristles, wets it and brushes till her hair's damped down and straight. Then she looks at herself smugly in the mirror, turning from side to side. "There," she says. "My hair is perfect."

The other runs a brush through one side of her hair and she's done.

So when we let the 'lid' down on the convertible and they're in the back seat singing along to Yakety Yak, guess which one starts squealing because her hair's getting blown.

Nope. Both of 'em.

Didn't realize they started so young.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010


So I'm away from home and catching up on some reading. I just finished a book written in first person and noticed, for not the first time, 'I' instead of 'me' used in the narrative.  Such as...between you and I... and also ...with you and I...

Is this deliberate because it's from the heroine's point of view and she doesn't know that 'me' is the object of prepositions while 'I' is for subjects? Or am I wrong about the correct use of 'I' and 'me'?

This bothers me -- like I'm so great at English grammar myself!

Sunday, September 5, 2010


Yes, the spider is gone.

The guy who lives with me was trotting up the stairs when an empty web stopped him cold. Thought for a moment he'd cry. "Something got it," he mumbled. "A lizard."

"How? It stayed in the middle of the web. If a lizard jumped that far, he'd break the web and the web's still there."

"A bird, then. Lizard, bird, something. My spider's gone."

And that was all that mattered, poor baby.

Hee hee hee!

Friday, September 3, 2010


So many times we women scoff at men about how helpless they are, how hopeless they are, how unthinking they are, etc.

Then they do something that makes us realize why we love 'em.

Just got back from helping out a relative who had surgery. We took the kids to school and afterschool activities, but her husband stayed at the hospital the whole time. He took her, waited through the surgery and when she got out of recovery, he stayed with her till the time she was discharged. He even spent the night on one of those make-do hospital chairs they have for family. You might say he got his nursing cap. (My own guy got his cap years ago!)

We kind of expect women to look after their men, but it's always a nice surprise when men look after their women.

Maybe there's hope for the male race after all!