Recent content by Della

I think we've had worse farces. Sending 58,220 American soldiers to their deaths in Vietnam was one. Slavery was another. Marijuana may not be addictive, but it sure seems to create a disturbing amount of love and loyalty in the users. Two of my very best male friends went to jail for...

Yes, I've had the men at Home Depot treat me very sweetly and gently like I was their feebleminded old grandmother -- and I loved it! I'm getting flakier every day. This morning I told my husband I thought someone had been stealing from our front porch. Express Scripts sent an e-mail saying...

What a shame.

Gosh, I'd love to have a friend to go with to out of town day trips and didn't mind driving. I'm a bad driver who floats between terror (I really hate to merge) and inattention ( "The light's green, Mom.") So I stay in town, going to book club and Kroger and quietly infuriating the other...

I got up and cleaned the house while wearing my pajamas. Then took a shower and washed my hair and put the pajamas back on -- because I might be going to lunch with my friend, but she's not answering the phone yet. Lunch clothes and stay at home clothes are very different for me.

I have a few female friends I've kept up for that long but no males, although I do have a close male friend that I met about ten years ago who calls or e-mails a few times a week. we have a hobby in common that we discuss. I think your relationship is very rare and special, I'm glad for both...

One of my faves, Aunt Mavis! Reminds me of, "Howards End" a top ten favorite of mine, that I've watched a dozen times, yet my husband has never seen it because he always falls asleep within the first five minutes. Every night, while I watch old black and white dramas on YouTube, Hubs watches...

My husband is five years younger, so we think I'll go first, but then he has A-fib and gets blood clots at times, but then I have high blood pressure, but then he drives crazy, but then I'm usually in the passenger seat... it goes on and on.

I first became aware of marijuana in 1966. The people who were smoking it tended to be artists, musicians, college students of the radical left and intellectuals. They thought of themselves as elite and very cool and I thought they were, too. They would smoke and write music and discuss...

Wikipedia says this about the picture: I didn't mean to say it was at Kent state, I thought Brookswood was talking about protestors in general.

The people in our town haven't forgotten the local man, trained and unhesitating, who heard someone in the house one night and shot and killed his daughter, unexpectedly home from college.

Just so you're okay, and others are enjoying themselves, I guess that's all that matters to most people.

What I would worry about is the whereabouts of Mr. Copperhead's wife and children? Check your linen closets and fireplace. My father (West Virginia) had baby black snakes coming out of his chimney for years. One day my sister-in-law was visiting and doing a little knitting. At one point...

Have you ever been swooped on? I was once, as a child, and, while I never feared individual birds, if I walked the path through our woods in the evening and heard all the birds gathering I would run.