Existing in a fuzzy, hazy, out-of-focus, blurry world for much of my 65+ years, I have often dreamed about what it would be like to have picture-perfect visual clarity. Perfect eyefuls sound heavenly. You 20/20 folks have no idea how nice it would be to wake up and not have to feel ones’ way to […]
JEEPERS CREEPERS MY OUT-OF-FOCUS PEEPERS Read More »
I’ve had my share of boo-boos, bloopers and faux pas. However, it should be mentioned that I am, in most cases, coordinated. For crying out loud, I am a dancer … unlike my sweet mom who tried her hand feet at ballet with some rather unfortunate results. Less Baryshnikov – more Lucille Ball. My flair
OOPS I DID IT AGAIN Read More »
Staring into my shambles of a closet I pondered all that could be accomplished. And then I spied a container of mementos and pulled that sucker down. Opening up that Pandora’s box offered up a whole mess of nostalgia. Huddled up to that receptacle, all scooched over, in full anticipation…I was transfixed and transported for
KEEPSAKES AND DISCOVERIES AND MEMORIES, OH MY Read More »
As an only child my family unit was highly lacking in sibling discord. Oh how I envied all that discord – all that hair pulling and accusations of insignificance that would rise to the level of, “I’m gonna tell on you”!! How I craved the slamming of doors and a line drawn down the center
IT WAS EVERYTHING I EVER DREAMED OF Read More »
I grew up with a dog; an apricot poodle named Count Bouche IV (that was his given name and we never thought to change it). Bouche did not understand the mechanics of lifting his leg to pee and his breath was often nasty…but my goodness we adored that dog. And I greet every dog I
LOVE IS A FOUR-LEGGED WORD Read More »
Singing into hair brushes and bopping like nobody’s watching… you all did that …didn’t you? Well I was certainly no exception. Oh how I flourished in my bedroom…. my rehearsal studio. My dressing room. My costume department. My stage. My performing arts haven. In that room it was unrestrained, full-on SHOWBIZ-NESS. I was Ann-Margret in
GETTING DOWN TO BIZ-NESS Read More »
CHUMMY AT A DISTANCE My husband enthusiastically decided that this social distancing thing has provided him with a new antidote for nighttime behavior. He claims that some delicate sounds, reverberating within earshot, are affecting his ability to catch some zs. He is accusing ME of extreme zzzing and until I get proof I can assure
GOING VIRAL TAKES ON A WHOLE NEW MEANING Read More »
My career as a dancer was a most significant chapter in my life…probably more like a book, a bunch of sequels and an addendum*. And per my tag line – ‘rants, raves & recollections as I entertain my next chapter’ – I literally entertained throughout those years of my life. Naturally I was aware that
CAUGHT BETWEEN A DANCE AND A LAW PLACE Read More »
I remember the first boy who liked me. Larry. And I know he liked me because he pulled my hair and chased me around the playground during kindergarten recess. And until his efforts escalated and my daddy had to come to school and have a “talk” with him – I suppose I liked him too.
TO ALL THE BOYS I LOVED BEFORE Read More »
NO, I am not headed to a funeral. YES, I do wear black – a lot – thanks for noticing. I am a very happy, cheerful, sunny person. YES, I do have other colors in my closet. White and cream and grey… oh, and one pink sweater – told ya. On the east side of
VERY NICE BUT DOES IT COME IN BLACK Read More »
