
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Monday, February 27, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012

Been working on editing some writing and eating gum drops. Now I feel a little queasy, too many gum drops. I can't seem to work on writing without gum drops. You know that small package from Trader Joes. I buy a couple of them every week.
Maybe I should try some other reward for working on my writing. Would carrots work?
Saturday, February 25, 2012

Thursday, February 23, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
I am in my own little world and I see that everyone else has these wires to their ears. it is good that I like to read science fiction or this would all seem weird.
Monday, February 20, 2012

Sunday, February 19, 2012
Saturday, February 18, 2012

Thursday, February 16, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012

Sometimes I feel that I am just listing all my activities with out talking about some of the meaning of it for me and yet I don't know how to describe my life. the project I am working on in my writing is to describe my life as it is now and it is so difficult to do so.
Becoming aware of the homeless women in Monterey I started to remember how afraid I and my women friends were that we would become bag ladies if we didn't find someone to take care of us. Somehow I never expected that I would be able to support myself and yet in the end I did and most likely will never be homeless, but that fear lurks deep in my mind.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Saturday, February 11, 2012

Friday, February 10, 2012

Gerald, my middle aged unemployed neighbor has been torturing the oak tree in his back yard which is just outside my kitchen window. He is constantly hacking at it with a chain saw.
In the late afternoon he sets up his extension aluminum latter and starts climbing up the tree. The tree now looks like an umbrella having lost most of it's limbs.
Is there a moral law against torturing a tree. If this was a dog I could call the police.
Thursday, February 9, 2012

I absolutely support them. So we went to Pacific grove for our coffee.
I remember going out on strike many years ago and how scarey it was and in the end it was good for us as employees. I support unions.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012

The kids lounged around the living room this afternoon. No one wanted to go outside. the 12 year old boy played mind craft on the computer and the 10 year old girl flopped on the couch reading. I was sewing. Finally the girl asked if I wanted her to read to me and I did, so she read for an hour out loud
A quiet peaceful warm afternoon. I hope we do it again.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Monday, February 6, 2012

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Now I am back to reading mystery stories, seems to be the only thing that works for me today.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Spent the morning in the gardens at the Barnyard, writing, sitting in the sun, enjoying the colorful flowers, birds singing. Only thing not present were people, customers. Shops open and no one to buy anything on a Saturday morning. Maybe we can convert this beautiful upscale shopping moll into a school. a university. It would be great for classrooms and dorms.
I can dream can't I.
Friday, February 3, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012

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