Not only did Larry publish a book, Larry’s Words of Wisdom, he now writes articles for the Neighbors of Sun City West magazine. Well, he’s written one article so far, and it’s going to be published in November 2024. I thought you’d like to read what he has to say: Hi! I’m Larry. I have…
My daddy taught me how to swim, and I’ve had a swimming pool in my backyard for 36 years of my life. When we moved from Glendale to Phoenix, we decided against a pool because the desert dust storms created a mud bath, and husband was tired of trying to keep it from turning green….
Do You Have Festive Plans For New Year’s Eve? When my husband and I were first married, we’d be sure to sleep in on New Year’s Day and recap what we did on all our previous New Year’s Eves. As the years passed, it was a challenge to our cerebellum trying to remember. Don’t even…
Dog Lovers Calling all dog lovers out there, and I know there are lots of you because of the plethora of doggo Instagram and Twitter accounts. Welcome! I’m a dog lover too, and am here to share with you a few dog tails of my family canines. I’m sure you all have tails of your…
Happy New Year Happy new year! According to Larry’s Words of Wisdom, “Toss 2020 into the fire and toast 2021 with a Cosmopolitan.” I added the Cosmo part; Larry’s on the wagon. He tried a sip of his human dad’s Bud one time, and it didn’t come out so good – if you catch my…
Autumn “Have you put out your fall decorations yet?” asked Cousin Linda. I replied, “Sweetie, it’s 100 degrees out. I hardly feel like putting pumpkins on the porch so they can shrivel up like dried apple heads.” Besides, there is no Autumn in Phoenix. We have two seasons, spring and summer. I’m not much of…
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San Diego Where do Phoenicians go in the summertime? San Diego, of course. Who wouldn’t want to trade 110ºF for 70ºF and desert for a view of the ocean? I have a friend who owns a condo on Mission Bay – sailboats, gentle waves, cool breezes – and she begs me to come visit her….
Camping Hubby and I went camping last week. Okay, we pulled our fifth wheel into the cool pines of the mountains. Don’t judge. We’re old. We’ve paid our dues camping in a canvas tent that smelled like the inside of a Marine’s boots; in a pop up, where we almost froze to death on Virginia…
