Category Archives: Neither Here Nor There

Five Things I Can’t Stand

ducks 1I’ve been feeling kind of truculent lately, so let’s see if a list of five things I can’t stand will get it out of my system.

Let me begin with drivers behind me–when I’m up front at a stoplight, waiting to turn left at an unprotected left turn–honking for me to go ahead and make the turn already. Continue reading

Thanksgiving 4: What Do You Appreciate?

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I’ve always said that if I were religious, I’d probably be Catholic, because I love rituals. One day long ago, I was watching Oprah (before it seemed to become all about makeovers and giving away cars), as she talked about keeping a journal in which to write things you appreciate every day.  I jumped on it. Continue reading

Not a Good Groundhog Day

We have five pets. One dog (a sweet female labradoodle named Koda), two cats (striped female Sassy and black male Freddy) and two leopard geckos. But the geckos are irrelevant for this story. And most stories, for that matter. I’m not a fan of reptile pets. Continue reading

Latent Foe

And now for something completely different.

In the 1960’s, Australian public school was still very much based on the system for preparing future factory workers from the Industrial Revolution onward, churning out good little citizens who didn’t question authority, followed instructions and didn’t make waves. Continue reading

Lazing on a Saturday Morning

Just a picture I took around Monterey Bay, California, years ago.

Mount Snowdon in the Spring

Well, I’ll wait with the scathing post. I was cleaning up the slides I’d scanned a while ago. I used to have slides instead of photos. So I saw them even less than photos. That’s one of the things I love about a blog. I can see my favorite pictures and share them with whoever is interested.

Anyway, I didn’t clean my slides very well before scanning them, so I was doing that in Photoshop last night. Amazing!

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Senility at Age 51 : I Hate It When That Happens


I’m going prematurely senile. I know, most people my age joke that little joke, only half joking. And doctors on TV say that it’s okay, just brain farts, nothing to worry about. I talk to my doctor about it, and he asks me what day it is, who the president is, and tells me to start counting in threes backwards from 100. When it becomes clear that I can still do that, he, too, tells me it’s okay, just brain farts, and there’s nothing to worry about.  I hope so, but Continue reading

Let Me Spell It Out


My mother-in-law got her first breakfast in bed when she was almost eighty years old. She was staying with us on Mother’s Day weekend, and when T and the kids made breakfast in bed for me, they also did it for T’s mom. She was very pleasantly surprised, and that’s when I learned this was a first for her.

I was shocked.

T will never hear the end of it, and Continue reading

It Could Be Worse

And now for something completely different. Click here for some beautiful photos from Rumania that put our recession into perspective.

Book Spine Poetry 2… and 3

I did say of the previous book spine poem that it was the first installment, during this national poetry month. But as some of you may have noticed, I have a hard time following up on stuff. (I wasn’t always like that; I blame it on menopause.)  Book spine poetry also turns out to be harder than I thought. Continue reading

Ten Unusual Things I’ve Done

Here’s another Neither Here Nor There post.

I just felt like doing another list.

1. Being Dutch and marrying a South Texan whom I met in Scotland. Continue reading

Fillaflah Revealed

Okay, this is neither here nor there. Or it’s both. It has nothing to do with being an immigrant, though. Just with being a 51-year-old user of modern technology. Every now and then there’s this technology moment that blows my mind. The younger you are, the less you will understand this, but my contemporaries will. Continue reading