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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Tag Archives: covid-19
images of change – pandemic style
Pretty and me at SEC tournament – March, 2021 Our spirits were high as we drove away from the SEC women’s basketball tournament in Greenville, South Carolina on March 08, 2020. Pretty and I were riding with our gay boys … Continue reading
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Tagged american rescue act, amy winehouse musci, changes in life during pandemic, coronavirus, covid-19, democrats in congress, lele grissett, pfizer and moderna vaccines, president joe biden, sec tournament in greenville sc, sec women's basketball, university of sc gamecock women's basketball
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winter solstice, the great conjunction and k.t. oslin
Last night Pretty came home from a trip to the upstate, sat in her favorite chair, started peeling shrimp from the low country for supper and mentioned we needed to be sure to go outside to view the Great Conjunction … Continue reading
Posted in family life, Humor, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, politics, Reflections, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is, The Way Life Should Be
Tagged charley pride, charlie daniels, christmas carols, covid-19, do ya?, elvis's grandson, great conjunction, joe diffie, john prine, k t oslin, kenny rogers, little richard, pandemic, winter solstice
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is this our fifth set – match point?
The year was 2001 (much more than a space odyssey) – the setting was centre court at Wimbledon – the round of 16 for the men included a 19-year-old newcomer named Roger Federer playing the 29-year-old four time defending Wimbledon … Continue reading
the anchor holds
“The anchor holds, though the ship is battered. The anchor holds, though the sails are torn. I have fallen on my knees as I faced the raging seas. The anchor holds in spite of the storm.” Lawrence Chewning wrote The … Continue reading
forty days milestone
When Pretty, the gay boys basketball buddies and I were making the trip from Greenville home to Columbia after watching our Gamecock women’s basketball team win the SEC tournament on Sunday, March 8th. we all were happy, thrilled, excited, chatty, … Continue reading
Posted in Humor, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, Random, Reflections, Slice of Life, sports, The Way Life Is
Tagged 40 days of fasting, 40 days of rain, 40 days of self quarantine, 40 years of wandering in the wilderness, coronavirus, covid-19, dr martin luther king jr, lazy goat restaurant in greenville sc, missing family and friends, mountaintop quotes, sec women's basketball tournament 2020
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i is flawed, you is flawed, we is all flawed
When someone asks me what I write, I see a slight look of disappointment when I say nonfiction. Fiction writers must have all the fun, right? Well, I have a logical explanation for my shortcomings: I is flawed, you is … Continue reading
hallelujah! revive us again
Aha. I see those hands, as the Southern Baptist revival preachers used to say from the pulpit during the altar call or “invitation” as we called it back then when we sat on the small wooden pews with the large … Continue reading
no one is born hating
“No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes … Continue reading
the words she didn’t say
The year was 2013, the month was November, the day was the day before Thanksgiving when I originally published this post. Am I (a) too lazy to write new material (b) too stressed by Covid-19 to be creative (c) having … Continue reading
a prize fighter named Pain
Reaching deep, deeper, deepest into my archives this time with a story that seems appropriate for our collective contemporary selves across the world. I offer this post first published here in September, 2011. I lifted it from my third book, … Continue reading
Posted in Humor, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, politics, racism, Reflections, sexism, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is
Tagged covid-19, pain in the here and now, shared humanity, shingles
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