Our three daughters, their husbands/partners (except Gregorio), and all the grandkids are at the orange grove until Sunday. Gregorio will arrive tomorrow to join the festivities. We had lots of leftovers from the Betty Thanksgiving, plus Rachael and Andrew brought leftovers from the Pineda Thanksgiving. Thanks to the mothers, Cindy and Martha, for your tasty…
Thanksgiving Happiness
We had a lovely Thanksgiving at Cindy Betty’s home today. Lots of excellent food and a houseful of family and friends. Thank you, Cindy! It was also quite a treat for me to have all four of my grandkids together. They are a lively bunch who make me happy just looking at them. I am…
Our Thanksgiving Plans
Over the next few days, I will spend lots of time with my family. Tomorrow, we’ll celebrate at my son-in-law Ron’s mother’s house in LA, Cindy is a great cook and a lovely person, so I look forward to sharing Thanksgiving Day with her. Family and friends will be there, making for a festive, happy…
A Holiday Treat: Pumpkin Lasagna
My daughter Rachael occasionally asks me when I’m going to make pumpkin lasagna again. I made it several years ago and couldn’t find the recipe to repeat it even though it was very tasty. Tonight I happen to run across the recipe again and wanted to post it so I could remind myself to make it….
A Poem: If I Am Lucky
If I am lucky I will one day be very oldWrinkled, hard of hearing, slowWatching as I sitNoting the dynamics of relationships Unconcerned with what is said But focused on what I seeBodies leaning close or farFaces opened or closed I will know more then than nowUnderstand through experience Highs and lowsChallenges and painGrowth and…
Ray’s 5-Star Honey-Sweetened Cranberry Sauce Recipe
I post this recipe every year because it is so easy, the result is so good, and your guests will never know it’s made from honey. It is also beautiful on your holiday table. We will make our cranberry sauce tomorrow. It only gets better every day. Ray’s Cranberry Sauce Recipe 2 12 oz. packages…
Flash Memoir: November 22, 1963: Sadness Was Everywhere
On the day John F. Kennedy was assassinated, I was ten years old and a student at Bailey Inglish Elementary School in Bonham, Texas, northeast of Dallas on the Texas-Oklahoma border. I can’t remember how we were told the news, whether over the loudspeaker or by our teacher, but once we learned what had happened…
Reflection: As I Age
I am sometimes reminded I am an “older” woman. I look down at my hands and see they bear the evidence of my age. Good hands, still strong and able, but undeniable proof that I have chosen to live a life that includes physical labor in addition to my time spent on writing and with…
Flash Fiction: Apricots, Lilacs, and Lilies
This is a flash story I wrote in 2012. I decided to edit it tonight. I have always been partial to this particular piece. It reminds me of working on a psychiatric unit right out of graduate school in Counseling. I am not an apricot kind of girl, all small and soft, squishy and sweet….
20 Minutes a Day 