In case you weren’t up-to-date with my continuing deterioration – I am now wearing hearing aids.  Don’t get me wrong.  I like them.  Mostly. There is a whole lot less of “What?”, “What did you say?”, “I didn’t hear you” going on around our house since I got them. However, I have an almost constant…

I just finished reading Billy by Pamela Stephenson. The Billy in question is one of my favorite comedians – Billy Connolly. Pamela is Billy’s wife, and accomplished actress and comedian in her own right, and has a Phd in psychology!  I suspect she may be the only person on this green earth who had (or…

While my dear husband and I were on vacation my laptop died.  Not even a year old and it died.  Dead.  Deceased.  Shuffled off it’s mortal coil.  An ex-laptop. I got home, looked up the purchase info and, sure as shit, I had bought the extended coverage on the laptop (because, sometimes (and I can’t…

I believe that this one is pulled totally from my own fat old lady brain. At some point in my misspent youth, I started saying: “And my ass chews crackers too.” The general meaning of this is akin to “Pull the other one, it’s got bells on it.”  Or simply, “Yeah.  Right.” I said this…

See what I did there? Sorry (not sorry).  Couldn’t resist. Anyhow, most folks in the theater have rules about what they will and will not eat or drink before or during a performance.  Singers, imho, have the most rules.  Let’s see – you can’t eat or drink anything that is going to make you burp. …

I’m sorry this is so long, and while it could do with a good edit, it’s just not happening. I’m one tired fat old lady. I am a creature of habit.  (Not a nun’s habit, despite my tenure with the Hot Cross Nuns – those days are behind me.)  Habit as in routines. I do…

I have often (okay, a few times) discussed my mother’s lack of culinary skills. Well, I had a hankering for banana cake.  (What is it with me and bananas lately?  First banana bread, now this?) So I look in my database for dessert recipes and there is one “Mom’s Banana Cake”.  Hmmmm.  I don’t remember…

I know I’m a fat old lady; but now I feel like I am officially a fat OLD lady. I have an old people injury on my arm. You know what an old people injury is.  It’s that bruise-y, ripped skin-y injury that you can’t quite figure out how it happened; and old people tend…

That’s right!  I actually have some theater to discuss this Theater Tuesday!  Can you believe it? I can’t.  But it’s true.  This past Sunday I went to the Foothill College production of The Book of Will.  It was my first venture into a theater since the pandemic struck.  I was very happy to note that…

Well, they’re not knee knockers – yet! And the my bras, try as they might, are no longer up to the task of hoisting my hefty bosom.  I can’t blame my bras, they have put in many years of hard (sweaty) thankless work.  Looking in my bra drawer, I would not be surprised if someone…