Ella and her mother Pretty Too enjoying outdoors – October, 2021
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IF YOU WANT MORE
- a belated Happy Pride!
- my paternal grandmother’s legacy was hilarious O.G.
- the return of the bully
- and now, the rest of the story on our puddy tat (part II)
- and now, the rest of the story on our puddy tat (part I)
- my maternal grandmother’s legacy was love
- an unexpected nugget from Pretty
- close encounter of the cat kind
- boo at the zoo, are we there yet? not yet
- international day of the girl (or two girls!)
- view from the cheap seats
- dreamers shipwrecked in Galveston in 1868
- ain’t no slide steps high enough
- lesbian jungle
- is new Stop Sign a sign for me?
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Category Archives: The Way Life Is
a belated Happy Pride!
photo from Scott Brown’s FB This past weekend was SC Pride for 2021 – the annual march was Friday night, Festival on Saturday, and recovery yesterday. Although Pretty and I weren’t able to participate in the festivities, we were thrilled … Continue reading
my paternal grandmother’s legacy was hilarious O.G.
my grandmother Ma’s birthday was today October 23, 1903 (d. May 28, 1983) My paternal grandmother I called Ma is the beaming woman second from the left in the middle row. That smile was directed at one of her grandchildren … Continue reading
Posted in family life, Humor, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, photography, Reflections, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is, The Way Life Should Be
Tagged allowance, dry cleaning, grandmothers and granddaughters, ice cream cone and coke for a nickel, libra, losing a child or grandchild, master storytellers, roasting the Baptist preacher, scorpio, texas women who were great storytellers
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the return of the bully
Apparently bully cats are like bully ex-presidents: they keep on turning up. Bully Cat races past me on my morning walk today When I was 10 minutes from home on my walk this morning, I spotted Bully Cat a short … Continue reading
and now, the rest of the story on our puddy tat (part II)
Hi, I said to the smiling man who opened the door. My name is Sheila, and I live two houses down from you – the corner house. Hi, he responded with a wary look, the smile fading a little bit. … Continue reading
and now, the rest of the story on our puddy tat (part I)
Since the temperatures dropped into the 40s the last couple of nights, Pretty and I discussed the plight of our poor stray cat we’d been taking care of for the past month. What on earth could we do to protect … Continue reading
my maternal grandmother’s legacy was love
my Dude’s birthday is today October 20, 1898 (d. April 19, 1972) This picture of my grandmother greets me every time I sit down at my desk – Lots of love, Mother is the inscription on this old photograph we … Continue reading
an unexpected nugget from Pretty
Yesterday I was in the unfortunate position of needing postage to mail my cousin Melissa’s birthday card – the card I already know will be late – when, alas, the postage stamps I’d ordered from the usps hadn’t arrived in … Continue reading
close encounter of the cat kind
stray cat adopted by Pretty who named her Lilibet (I call her Pussy) Naturally Pretty would settle on the nickname of Queen Elizabeth II for the recent interloper who crashed our carport four weeks ago, who now sits at the … Continue reading
international day of the girl (or two girls!)
Pretty and I are fortunate to celebrate international day of the girl every week when we care for our granddaughter Ella who turned 2 years old on October 1st., but we were thrilled to find out earlier this year Pretty … Continue reading
Posted in family life, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, politics, racism, Reflections, sexism, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is, The Way Life Should Be
Tagged black lives matter, civil rights movement in the 1960s, equal rights amendment in the 1970s, gay nineties, love is love, march march from the chicks, the election of joe biden in 2020, the insurrection on 01/06, time's up
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