With eyebrows raised and head cocked to the side Sally dangled the little beaded key chain in front of my face. “Are you on or off flamingos this week?” As my eyes landed on the sparkling pink and black item my eyes lit up and I nodded vigorously. “On, yes, … Continue reading
I have a thing for flamingos. And it turns out others do, too. When we spot each other it’s kinda like a secret handshake. It can be subtle like someone wearing flamingo socks which you notice peeking out from under their jeans. Or it can be blatant like when my friend, Lynn, … Continue reading
It happened. Yes, the unthinkable. It was 4:38 a.m. and I was tossing and turning. Might as well get up and write. Mmmmm, a nice cup of my favorite Dark Roast sounds good. My regular flamingo mug was nowhere in sight so I grabbed the tall mug with the cute dogs on … Continue reading
I haven’t worn the American Flag shorts since last year and I don’t think they have shrunk in the wash so if they are tight, I can’t blame it on shrinkage. I suppose I should try them on before tomorrow’s Firecracker 10K at Harvey West Park in Santa Cruz, California. This … Continue reading
Some people love Las Vegas. Others hate it. Whichever you are, you must admit there is no place quite like it for a blow-out bash of many varieties. Me? I love it. I get to dress up, strut around in stilettos, and see real flamingos. Real, not plastic! Where? At the Flamingo, of course. It is … Continue reading
The first time I saw my beautiful twenty-something niece’s tattoo on her leg my lips curled. It was a big fat rat. A rat! On her leg right where everybody could see it. It was crawling up the outside of her calf. Eeeewwww! Tattoos – not just for tough guys anymore. Why?! How … Continue reading
Flamingo is a chameleon! I first got her in Miami at the “Pink Palm” gift shop. She was a shining beauty, but not cheap. I promised myself I would buy her as a reward after my next real estate sale when I worked for Majestic Properties in South Beach. All the closings were brutal, so I had … Continue reading
To some of you I am known as “Flamingo Lady”. I have often thought of myself as a phoenix until I read this beautiful piece. Enjoy and count your blessings. Continue reading
Four fat lobsters slipped by border patrol with claws clacking and tails flapping inside their Styrofoam container. Tyler and Colette were coming from San Francisco to visit Mom and hubby, Donny K, in Atenas, Costa Rica by way of Maine. They had planned it well in advance, knowing they had a wedding to attend there in early … Continue reading
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