I was thinking about an old beer commercial today as I was getting ready to meet a friend for lunch. It was a Schlitz ad that came out in 1970: “You only go around once in life. So grab for all the gusto you can. Even in the beer you drink. Why settle for less? When you’re out of Schlitz, you’re […]

Somedays I burst into song. I can’t help myself; I feel that good. Last night was no exception. For several days, my man has been debating whether or not he should purchase an old condo and remodel it, even as he is finishing up his latest project. Construction has been his passion for the twelve

It was like the start of a spy movie. An elderly couple sitting in their living room about 9:00 p.m., reading, when a small plane appears out of nowhere and swoops low over their home, its errant path visible through the patio windows. “Did you see that?” the woman shrieks. “I thought it was going

Setting aside all debates about racism and judging people based on their skin color, I was thinking about my own body covering yesterday. The topic came up while I was receiving a pedicure from a Vietnamese woman at the Magic Nails salon. She and her fellow technicians do a nice job for a good price

I can sympathize with President Biden’s recent comments about cognitive tests. I believe he said something to the effect that every day is a mental challenge when you are president. And an old one, at that. My words, not his. It doesn’t just happen to people in power. When you reach a certain age—and it

If the past is prologue as someone has said, perhaps it is time to revisit the final term of Woodrow Wilson, whose wife some say become the country’s de facto first female president because of his extended illness. Wilson was the 28th president of the United States, serving from 1913 to 1921. I am no

“Was that a baby frog?” I asked my man as we were having our breakfast on our lanai a couple of days ago. “It’s too little,” he observed. “And how would it grow into a frog from a tadpole on a screened-in porch?” Good question I thought as I observed another creature about half-an-inch in

Why is eye-rolling so appropriate these days? I have my theories. For starters, it’s not a word spoken that you can’t take back. You can roll your eyes without anyone noticing; a kind of silent protest as it were. And it feels so good to make a gestural statement without fear of reprisal, especially if

I didn’t mind paying $16.99 for my annual NOAA Clime weather radar app subscription. But in July the price goes up to $69.99. Talk about inflation. I cancelled it this morning out of principle as much as anything. I had just renewed my subscription, so they already got $16.99 out of me for one month’s

I’ve already started reading the mysteries slated for our new season’s Sleuth Book Club, a group on the island that shares a love of mysteries. The question is, will I remember them in four months when it comes time to discuss them? Probably not. I usually can’t even remember what movie we watched last night.