Cast of Characters
- Me - helpless romantic
- Gifted American Princess - daughter #1
- Mr. Green Jeans - the son-in-law
- Hot Wheelz - son #1
- CoCo - daughter #2
- Cheezy - son #2
- the Bug - grandson #1 of 2
- the Worm - granddaughter #1 of 1
- the Mouse - grandson #2 of 2
- Couponman, the reporter - Grandpa
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About Me"Mom, you're on crack," my kids' favorite response to my valuable comments." I like to think of myself as the grandma humorist of the 21st Century. At best, I'm Erma Bombeck on crack.
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Category Archives: sports
The flock of birds circled overhead. A bushy tailed squirrel ran across the power lines. Neither Hot Wheelz or I said a word to each other. We pulled into the GAP’s driveway at exactly 6:30 a.m. She met us at … Continue reading
Right at the threshold of Fresno is one of the world’s marvelous wonders — Yosemite. Neither Couponman or I were ever boy or girl scouts. You could tell. As we started out our 4.4 mile hike from Glacier Point … Continue reading
I took an hour out of my day on Saturday to go to the Worm’s soccer game. The game was just starting when I arrived and she was “in.” When the coach asked, “Who’s ready to go out for a … Continue reading
The Worm had never scored a goal before, or for that matter, even been close. She played for the social aspect. Probably with the same attitude that Cheezy had played football. He wanted to run through the paper. You know … Continue reading
Bring out your lawn chairs, your cameras, and your Ziploc bags of half-time orange quarters . It’s soccer season. The Worm is giving it another shot. I made it to her game this past weekend, a few minutes late, by … Continue reading
Yesterday I went to the ophthalmologist. She had discovered a rare form of quick on-set glaucoma. A simple procedure would prevent blindness. “Will it hurt?” I asked. “Just a little flick that feels like a rubberband against the back of your … Continue reading
“Mom,” I heard over the phone line, “how do you get blood out of white.” I didn’t want to appear overly concerned, so I answered, “What kind of fabric?” After four children and numerous attempts at removing blood (or so … Continue reading
Cheezy and I showed up at Hot Wheelz baseball game last Saturday. While the pitcher found his groove and the outfielders found their mitts (lots of walks and dropped balls), Cheezy and I chatted. “What’s the count?” Cheezy asked as … Continue reading
“Don’t forget to start getting your passport,” I called each of my foursome. Once a nagger, always a nagger. “I can’t decide whether to get my picture with a moustache or clean-shaven,” said Hot Wheelz. “Clean shaven,” I said, putting … Continue reading