First came the wind. Trees dropping, howling, swirling terror that tore off roofs and downed telephone poles. Then came the rain.
Have you read any good headlines lately?
Manuel, where art thou? Our kind and friendly tarantula has not yet arrived at my friend Diane Wilson’s house for his annual visit!
Are you feeling rested? Just wondering how your official “Day of Rest” ... otherwise called Labor Day ... is turning out.
Wake up and watch the crosswalks!
Protect your eyes! Grab those crazy “eclipse glasses.” Then quick, run outside and look up at the moon slipping in front of the sun for a total eclipse.
Throw out your kitchen sponge immediately!
Does this dress make me look fat? Hmm ... this is evidently one of the most frequently asked questions that wives pose to their husbands. Sadly, there is no correct answer.
Would you like a chip?
Have you been missing a few friends? We might all be in San Diego.
Eighty. This is the number of people who formed a human chain in Panama City, Florida, to save a family.
How was your hot dog? Well, I figured you might have eaten one over the past holiday weekend, since Americans ate approximately 150 million hot dogs on the Fourth of July!
What would you take? The smoke and flames are approaching, you are being evacuated and you have minutes to grab things.
So, are you ready for swimsuit weather?
In case you are wondering if summer is here yet (as we all swelter in this heat wave), fear not, because tomorrow evening marks the summer solstice.
I touched a snake. Actually, I grabbed onto the beast thinking he was a garden hose and picked him up.
How do you spell stupid? Oops ... not what I meant to say.
Are you enjoying this Memorial Day weekend?
I almost got arrested. Okay, or possibly taken into a windowless room with two frighteningly big, uniformed men who never smile.
Do you like grape jelly? If so, come on over to my house, because this time of year I buy two-pound jars by the case.
Farewell Cassini! We appreciate your efforts and are saddened that The End is near.
Do you wear blue jeans? Yes, I thought you might. Me too.
News was pretty strange last week. From airplanes to a certain giraffe, it was a lot to absorb.
KaCHOO! Oh, excuse me, dear readers, because it seems I cannot stop sneezing!
Spring has arrived! It’s not the weather, the calendar, the cooing doves, appearance of humming birds or flowers in bloom that tell me the season — it’s the beating of rugs, washing of windows, cleaning of pot shelves and organizing of closets.
The British are coming! Yes, it is that time of year again!
It’s not impossible! Sadly, it is just unlikely.
The rules of golf have changed and it’s about time!
Don’t you love the rain? The Navajos claim that when the clouds are formed like sheep in the sky, then the heavens are ready to open up and cleanse the earth, wash the grounds, refresh the trees, grow the grass, nourish the critters and give us life.
Does big government come from small minds? Which might then lead to dumb laws?
Have you ever made a mistake so huge that it was life-altering?
Around the Bluhmin' Town
She baked her last pie. It was with the usual flaky homemade crust and as Mother likes to say, “real cherries.”
Brrrr it’s cold! Yes, even right here in Arizona we have experienced quite a bit of cold, wet weather.
Are you feeling okay? It seems that the inauguration left a whole lot of folks elated, giddy, joyful, hopeful, vindicated, depressed, discouraged, dismayed, angry, confident and enthused.
Princess Leia, why did you have to leave us? You, the one woman who would not only stand up to evil but sought out Darth Vader in order to destroy the Death Star, left an indelible impression on millions of us.
By now the presents we had carefully wrapped have been ripped open.
Twas the day before Christmas at the North Pole ...
I took a selfie. It didn’t turn out very well, because I have decided that most photos of scenery, people or grandkids seem to look better if I am not in them.
How is your Thanksgiving shaping up? I hope delicious and restful. I had a surreal experience because I mentioned I might not be cooking a turkey. ...
I saw a spider. I went to the bathroom at 2 in the morning and there sitting on a wall next to the sink was a big brown spider.
There is a winner and a loser. Defeat and victory. Cheering and jeering. Hopes rising and dreams dashed.
Boo! Are you scared yet? Well, it’s time to get in a spooky mood. I like Halloween, because it is a long tradition.
Autumn is the season of longer nights, cooler weather and plenty of giant-pumpkin growing contests.
Do thieves read papers? Well, I doubt it, but just in case, here goes. Would the thief who stole my grandson’s tile saw out of the back of his pick-up truck please return it?!
My teenage grandson, Brandon, made me watch it. He laid out his case, as if he were practicing for a debate (telling me it would be fun), so that I had no excuse except to turn on the television, make a bowl of popcorn and suffer through the back-biting, insults, below-the-belt, half-truths, bold lies and entertaining spectacle that played out before my eyes.
My motto? Why do something today when you can put it off until tomorrow? Okay, I suppose that makes me a procrastinator.
I am leaving on a short trip. I will be taking a time capsule (Southwest Airlines) to a faraway land (Ohio), a place of my youth (family home) where nothing much changes and a million memories will greet me.
I was stuck in the misery on Interstate 17 over Labor Day weekend.
I am not working today. No cooking or cleaning either.
I want to be an Olympian. To run, jump, swim, pedal, shoot, throw, kick, punch or soar through the air is an inspiring thought.