My mother had a brand new Cadillac.  Once every other week she would need to go to town.  Her home on Lake Huron was also off a highway.  She was 5’2″ tall and as thin as wire.  I went with her on a few occasions.  She was afraid of the airbags in the car.  She… Continue reading Cruise Uncontrolled

Our youngest son escaped from my view as a toddler.  I watched all four kids through the kitchen and bedroom windows, plus I watched their playmates.  There were no fenced yards.  It would not have mattered anyway because he was a “climber.”  He often climbed up on top of our van and stood there long… Continue reading Pickles

We lived in a child friendly neighborhood with no fences.  There were our four kids, the next door neighbor’s four kids, and others…many others.  Keeping track of them and doing other necessary things was hard.  I heard a knock on the front door.  I yanked the door open and was in the middle of asking… Continue reading Knock, Knock

My mother lived with us at times, bless her heart.  Our household was always in chaos with four kids and all of their friends running in and out.  She lived a different life.  I was an only child, and the greeting I got home when I arrived home was always, “Keep your hands off the walls.” I… Continue reading He’s Cheating

We had a swimming pool.  One morning I had a headache.  There was a full moon.  With one eye open I looked out the kitchen window.  The swimming pool looked funny.  It looked like it was frosted, like a cake.  I forced myself outside to see what in the hell was going on out there.… Continue reading Bubble Stuff

We moved to Florida some years back.  We bought a home in Cape Coral.  Cape Coral is the swamp that was drained without realizing it was up to its ass in alligators.  Living there, you are 180 miles from Cuba.  It is in the subtropics.  Houses were built along the grid of canals that were… Continue reading Showdown At The O.K….

Danny Boy was a new horse to the huge riding stable where my daughter took very expensive riding lessons.  We saw him in his stall and he was a sad horse.  I was menopausal.  The women in the “OFFICE” and I exchanged many terse conversations.  I told them that Danny Boy was sad.  I more… Continue reading Horsing Around

I was in eighth grade.  Our science teacher gave us assignments to present in front of the class.  I took this seriously.  I was terrified to speak in front of anyone.  But, I went to the library and checked out books on “Optical Illusions”.  I did the research and bought poster boards as visual aids.… Continue reading Slip Up

One young man, straight home from Vietnam, asked me to take a ride on his motorcycle.  My judgement was not the best years ago.  I did not know him, but my friends did.  I said, “Okay.” I eyed this guy.  I was at least six inches taller than him, and many pounds heavier. He got… Continue reading Last Ride