"I will if you will."

Who goes first?  

If I lean in, will he think I'm too fast?  

Not that kind of girl.  

Mom told me to save all my kisses for the one I marry.  She really did.

The thought gives me a chill.

Not… Read full post »

Are we one?  

One within the boundaries of our humanity?  

Or one within ourselves only.  

Islands within.

Alone.

"Nemo est insula."  No man is an island."

Or are we islands unto ourselves?

Are we, after all, living solo as one navigating a… Read full post »

It was about five months ago, when I attended the most recent of our Bunko Babes  parties.  

No, of course we never really play Bunko at these gatherings of the girlie girls, but it is the best doggone excuse for us to get together, celebrate a birthday, go into the… Read full post »

The Kokanee Salmon were swimming upstream in Taylor Creek.

A big brown bear stood tall in the middle of the river.

He swipeed his paw over and over again, scooping out his dinner.

Cars came to a stop; passengers flowed out of the doors and rushed across the… Read full post »

Thinking back to a time when love simply oozed itself all over the place.

It was everywhere.

Warm, melted, sweet, creamy love. 

Couldn't get enough of it.

Craved it.

Had to have it.

More was never enough.

Dessert before meals.

Irresistible.

Wanton.

Forbidden.

Delicious. 

You just… Read full post »

I am from...

I am from two parents who loved me and loved each other dearly.  I am surrounded by the cherished memories, family photos in original frames, the old piano a bit out of tune but a reminder of the music that filled our home always.

I am from… Read full post »

You say you won't buy into it?

"Neither will I."

She said she won't cave under pressure.

"Neither will I."

He said he won't put up with his dead end job any longer.

"Neither will I."

The collective conscious will not follow the political extremes.

"Neither will I."

The masses will… Read full post »

Growing up, "Chatty Cathy," it's hard to believe I cannot think of a single subject on which to post lately.

After the mind numbing trilogy of posts on my imaginings and wanderings in the woods to a fate of certain harm and a little newsy post on the… Read full post »

Returning to the mountains in just two days didn't leave me much time to figure out my next move.

(This began with my posting of "At River's Bend," followed by, "He Took My Shoes."  This now, is the third installation of my continuing daymare.) 

Girl friends needed time to… Read full post »

This is the continuation of "At River's Bend," written in mid-August, on my way back to San Francisco from Lake Tahoe. 

http://opensalon.com/blog/just_cathy/2010/08/17/at_rivers_bend

(if you care to read above first) 

What follows, are the continued imaginings of what may have occurred the… Read full post »

Today is the second anniversary of my first post here.  Please do not go read that, seriously!  Talk about newbie naivete!  

The truth of the matter is, I never would have known word one about OS if my illustrious sister, MTK, hadn't invited me in here to read and critique… Read full post »

No photos.

No visuals.

You've got to do this on your own.

Picture IT.

Whatever IT is for you.

No time to be shy.

Give it a try.

For god's sake, don't ask why.

Been a rough day...a date no one will ever forget.

The need to move on is paramount.… Read full post »

Being dissed.

Dismissed.

Overlooked.

Unseen.

Less than.

Small.

Invisibile.

Unequipped.

Use to be.

Unrealized.

Minimized.

Compromised.

Achieved.

Recognized.

Summarized.

Often prized.

Publicized.

Capitalized.

Strategized.

Equalized.

Congratulated.

Tired eyes.

Tranquilized.

Categori… Read full post »

The morning came too quickly.  It was beautiful, sunny and promised to be seasonably hot later in the day.  It was preventing me from mustering the necessary motivation for packing up the essentials before the three and a half hour drive back to San Francisco. 

I didn't want to l… Read full post »

Let it be known, that the business of questionable habits, is suspect.

No other sate of being is as well defined as the state of being risque'.

Where to begin.

Bated breath.

What will she say?

For starters, we begin to know its existence when quite small and all knowing.… Read full post »

We see it all the time.

The happily married couple, their struggles, their passion; their games.

It's in their eyes.

The fire, the fight, the relentless control.

Are they equally to blame?

They cannot deny it.

For it lives within their skin, their guts and even their hearts.

The ba… Read full post »

This actually occured in the late 80's.

It has left a question mark in my memory to this day.

Perhaps this is a common occurrence around the globe, but to me, it was both shocking and mysterious.

We were driving south on a major highway in Northern California, heading home on the… Read full post »

All I can think of is ice cream lately.

"The origins of ice cream can be traced back before the 4th century BC." 

(I Googled the History of Ice Cream for that)

I can go for months without it but now the craving has gotten hold of me.… Read full post »

A recent Dentyne Gum commercial on TV claims that the average amount of time we spend kissing in our lifetime is 20,000 minutes!  Who keeps track of how much time they spend kissing?  Who is qualified to know this or make such a claim?  I am stupified and bew… Read full post »

  "And beasts of the field..." a lithograph in my cabin dated 1975.

 The sleepless hours left a crumbling mind

of body and soul, aching to leave it behind.

The words spoken could never be taken back,

leaving the memories still fresh, so little time to pack.

Was this… Read full post »

S - Sudden sizzling sensuality surrounds.

A - Acceleration of air, acceptance; alive.  Ahhh...

N - Never normal, nearly needing; napping.

C - Contagious cacophony of children; cuddling cats.

T - Tremulous touch, teaching, tantalizing treats.

U - Unleashed, unshakable, univer… Read full post »

 The beach and dock at Camp Richardson, Lake Tahoe, taken from the Beacon Restaurant during a recent breakfast.  The beach boy was getting everything ready for the crowd of tanning hopefuls which arrived soon after.

 As the morning grew longer, that big cloud took… Read full post »

Doe Grozs Art, New York Mural Artist

"Into each day some rain must fall."

                                  &n… Read full post »