Don’t we look like throw backs from the Beatle-mania days? Just a couple of “birds” on Boris Bikes. At the end of one of the Pilates tapes I do sporadically, the plucky instructor Mari Winsor says, “Be consistent!” Every time I hear her say those words I wish she were a REAL person, so I […]
Do not go to the internet and Goggle “Drunk Russians” unless you are looking for a bride (or worse…) …when you’re a recovering alcoholic. England, Ireland, Russia and Puerto Rico spring to mind. These places have long-held drinking cultures, and if you’re a NON-DRINKER like me, you kind of feel like a social pariah… Ever been to a London […]
I’m not sure I know you well enough yet, to say anything more on the subject… Except that this photo was taken at nine o’clock in the morning. Have a wonderful, safe holiday. And beware of Bahamian men bearing gifts… Today I’m not drinking because, although it’s five o’clock somewhere, and a bunch of people have […]
The definition of coming-of-age is : a young person’s transition from childhood to adulthood. I was thinking about it this morning, because my friend Dee’s son Jake graduated from high school yesterday. On the same day, my buddy LCDR Andy Payne, retired from the Navy. There are certain times when it is OBVIOUS one […]
My friend Dee says, “There’s a big difference between living a DRAMATIC life and courting drama.” She says we fall into the former category. Like the fat guy in the slapstick comedy who has to DEAL WITH the havoc his buddy brings to the table on a regular basis. Courting Drama? As I think […]
I’m walking Fiona yesterday morning and she’s being all choosy about where she poops,* and for some reason that always drives me crazy. Usually, her bathroom bouts are easy – she does try to please me, and I’m sure she fears my unreasonable, scary response when she doesn’t perform to my liking (think about Cruella’s reaction when the […]
Yesterday I went for one of my marathon beach hikes in the world’s best secret place: Guana State Park. I feel I can tell you, because this Blog is new and not many people are reading it yet… I take pepper spray with me, by the way, and I know you’re supposed to spray it down-wind, […]
Good time gals – Debs and Val. I think I mentioned I was married to an Englishman. Val is one of the spoils of the our divorce. Debs is her friend, and the only person I know who uses the “C” word the way her countrymen use “brilliant” – as a sort of omnipresent, verbal tic. […]
http://https://youtu.be/rGr6i5Sar5s My best friend Kim and I were talking the other day about some of the crazy things I did when I was drinking. She was planning a trip to Los Angeles to visit her daughter, and this came up:* “Mare, remember the time you had the party at the W Hotel in Los Angeles?” […]
The flaming wreckage is over the hill behind the ponies… My friend Val says I look like an Air Hostess in this photograph. I was visiting her in England recently – it was the first time in my adult life I had seen England without the benefit of booze. I was sober as Stonehenge, people. She […]