Category Archives: Memories
Child Prodigy
In memory of Donna Douglas – whose style I scorned, but whose show I never missed – here’s my post from a couple of years ago…. CHILD PRODIGY By now I am sure you are wondering: How in the world did Nancy acquire her unerring fashion sense? Well, I don’t want to discourage …
One Easy Resolution For 2015
This is a story with a moral. And the moral offers one easy New Year’s resolution that is guaranteed to make your life better. I mean it: Easy and Guaranteed. What more could you ask? Years ago, I was in a very bad situation with my job. My boss and I – after years …
O Christmas Pan!
Time for Christmas reruns…. Here’s my favorite Christmas story. To my husband’s chagrin, I tell it often. O CHRISTMAS PAN! I met my husband in November 1989. By Christmas we were pretty much living together. We weren’t kids – he was in his forties and I was thirty-eight. So we didn’t see much sense …
The Bad Influence
This is a story of a childhood friend. But the story isn’t really about the friend, or about me, or even about friendship in general. When all is said and done, this is a story about my mother. Today is her 91st birthday, and this story is about the kind of mother and person she …
Remembering Miss America
I read today of the death of Mary Ann Mobley, the former Miss America. I wrote about her in February 2013. Back in 1959, She was the most beautiful woman my eight-year-old eyes had ever seen. Remembering that lovely woman and that hopeful child, Here’s that post: WHEN NINETEEN WAS FAR AWAY I’m sixty-two today. …
Paranormal Prowess
I love Facebook quizzes. Where else can you learn what your Hippie name should be? Or what other people find attractive about you? Or who you were in a previous life? Or what type of vegetable is truly your soulmate? And who knew that all these important insights could be gleaned by answering a few …
Dancing
Some of my friends have been posting old photos on Facebook for Throw-Back Thursday. It’s really cool to see those old pictures. I especially enjoy the photos of my newer friends – so sweet to see them as the teenagers I didn’t know. Like a flashback in a movie. A time machine that gives you …
Color Coordinated
I pride myself on having a very good eye for color. A classy love of monochromatic design, an understanding of bright and complimentary colors, and even a finely tuned ability to mix patterns with panache. I can discriminate between the subtle tone variations – a discriminating palate for the palette, so to speak. But many …
Unhappy Childhood
I have always considered my childhood to be an extraordinarily happy one. Until yesterday. I was wandering around Pinterest and I came upon this: And, oh my, I realized that I had a very unhappy childhood. Because I wanted a canopy bed so much. I wanted a canopy bed a lot more than I …
One Ringy-Dingy
After the humorous but mortifying story of shopping for my brother’s jock strap, I thought I would post a nice memory of my brother’s companionship. It comes at the end of this meandering trip down memory lane, so stroll on with me for 800 words or so. My brother was in high school when I …
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