I have been working as a legal secretary, paralegal and/or legal word processor for about 40 years or so.  And the one thing you could always count on, at least as far as litigation goes, things start to slow down in November and grind to a halt in December. Nobody wanted to be the guy…

I am the queen of lists. I make lists for everything – and some of them, I even use. I just live by the idea that if it is written down, I don’t have to worry about forgetting about it. Sadly, that’s only partially true.  After it’s written down, I have to remember to check…

I always loved Christmas.  I loved making Christmas cookies. I loved sitting in the dark and looking at the decorated tree for the first time. I loved having the family all together at our house for a big meal on Christmas.  I was not, however, a huge fan of Christmas presents.  My stepfather and Mom…

I was climbing into bed last night when I realized I never did my WTF Wednesday blog post. WTF indeed.

I am a great fan of rehearsing music while sitting down. However, I am a great believer in the benefits of standing and moving around while rehearsing music as well. Sitting down, you can concentrate on the actual notes in front of you.  Your body and your brain are not otherwise occupied trying to keep…

It is raining.  Not just drizzles.  But proper rain.  Rain in California is weird.  You seldom have any accompanying lightning or thunder.  Just rain.  Today, I had a dental cleaning and it was raining.  But the sun was also peeking out from behind the clouds.  Weird, huh?  It was like that on the way home…

I made a new Dikke Dame Doll. She is the Queen of Hearts and I love her a lot. She is the first Dikke Dame Doll I’ve made that has a mouth! I also lovingly embroidered little hearts all over her underpants (and she has a little heart on each shoe); and she has a…

The house I lived in from about 1964 to 1973 had, not a lot of trees, but a some very leafy trees and that meant fall was a miserable time spent constantly raking and raking and raking leaves.  You’d get them all in a pile and load them in the back of my stepfather’s pickup…

For the love of all that people hold sacred (whatever that may be), why do people show up at the post office ill prepared? Especially during the holidays when you fucking KNOW the place is going to be a zoo. Why would you want to add to the general chaos and misery of the post…