The Bunco Babe Secret Room

The Bunco Babe Secret Room

A dozen women convened once monthly, each serving as the group’s hostess in rotation. The group of middle-aged women munched on snacks while sipping wine, interjecting occasional sips of bottled water. To be included in this club as a regular player or a sub was...
The Return of Travel

The Return of Travel

Back in the day when we were working stiffs, my husband and I enjoyed Sundays as a day of rest. It was our habit to settle with a mug of coffee and several muffins, sided with fruit, and enjoy a leisurely read of three (!) Sunday papers: the LA Times, The Orange...
The Cult of Apple Refined

The Cult of Apple Refined

I’ve been a card-carrying member of the Apple tribe since 1984, back when there were floppy discs. By card carrying I mean I’ve forked over massive amounts of cash to purchase the out-of-the-box-ready-to-use Apple via credit card… I must confess that...
The High Cost of Carmel

The High Cost of Carmel

“Yikes!” my husband called from his home office. Though his room was merely ten feet from mine, I seldom heard him shout. He didn’t mutter at his emails and yell at his printer like I occasionally did. He’s a civilized and self-contained model citizen of the computer...
I Speak ‘Strine – and You can, too!

I Speak ‘Strine – and You can, too!

Though the country is as locked down as America is, it’s Spring Down Under now and my husband and I would love to travel to Australia again. Again and again. There’d be no language barrier… well, of course, you think. Aussies speak English. However,...