MY RECENT POSTS
- So long…I’m checking into
the Lucinda Bassett Center
July 26, 2009 02:30PM - One small step for man, one
giant leap for girl
July 20, 2009 08:15AM - Blogging here versus blogging
there
July 17, 2009 01:47PM - My days in the Farrah Fawcett
Minors
June 26, 2009 11:30AM - The day grandpa shot himself.
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June 25, 2009 07:31PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Your tale of the wasp
nest reminds me of the time we
came
upon a nest of dead
bab…”
March 19, 2012 10:36AM - “First of all, what a
great picture! And it RADIATES
with
glowing-ness, so
there!…”
January 05, 2012 09:52AM - “Hurray for fruitcake!
Hurray for you! Red AND green
cherries!
An inspired
touc…”
December 08, 2011 01:02AM - “Hey, homegirl! I grew up
in Northville (would have been
class
of '72 at NHS --
W…”
July 16, 2011 11:51AM - “Hey, Walled Lake! It's
been awhile, but I see you
haven't
lost your
touch....
Did…”
July 16, 2011 11:27AM
Laurel, not Lauren's Links
I didn’t have her skin. I didn’t have her teeth. I didn’t have her body. And I certainly didn’t have her hair. But for a couple years back in the late 1970s, I, along w… Read full post »
It’s been nearly a quarter of a century since my dad punched a clock for the last time, but he’s still got his tools, the ones he used for 37 years in the die room at a Chevy spring and bumper plant, though they don’t get much exercise anymore. My parents/… Read full post »
Hey, anybody around here remember me?
Six weeks is a near-eternity in OS time, I know. While I’ve been busy ignoring my old friends, it looks like a few thousand new members have signed on and I'm wondering if I’ll ever get back into the swim again. Being/… Read full post »

[Warning: not my usual light fare. Regular programming will resume shortly.]
As a girl, I always loved… Read full post »
On this blockbuster day of advertising days, Superbowl Sunday, it seems like an appropriate time to consider the business of who’s footing the bill for our own fun and games here on Open Salon.
Do you ever worry that one morning you’ll… Read full post »
Eventually it had to happen.
For years now, our neighbors’ septic tank has been living on borrowed time. There is, after all, only so long a primitive rural plumbing system can go on accommodating people who, every four weeks or so, rou… Read full post »
I am not a person who enjoys doing laundry. The truth is, I probably haven’t seen the bottom of a laundry basket since the first President Bush left office, sixteen-plus years and three major moves ago. During the interim, I’ve migrated from city… Read full post »
Lately things in my women’s book group have been getting out of hand. I think it all started when we made the switch from herbal tea to sauvignon blanc; a solitary vowel, after all, is the only thing standing between a literary “salon” and a literary “saloon.” Th… Read full post »
OP = Oh, phooey!
Okdk = okie-dokie
OF = Oh, fiddlesticks!
TS! = that’s swell!
Dgi = doggone it!
F! F! F! = can’t remember what I was going to say
RTB = running to bathroom
ODQMI = oops, didn’t quite make it… Read full post »
Once again, the holiday season is upon us. And in my little corner of Northern California paradise, that can mean only one thing: time for Don and Spirit, our neighbors up the road, to send out their annual call for a Winter Solstice Synchronized World Orgasm.
Don… Read full post »
This time, I thought we were finished for good, I really did. I even had the suitcases out, ready to move on to greener pastures.
I’d had it with your lousy judgment. Your terrible taste in friends. Your – dare I say it? -- obnoxious sense of superiority… Read full post »
This post is an extended reply to another post, On Writer’s Block and Open Salon, in which m.a.h. beautifully chronicles her eight-year effort to avoid writing at all costs. On the generally reliable premise that misery loves company, I thought I’d share my own story, though followi… Read full post »

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