When I created the new blog header above, I searched through some old photos and found this one I adore …my ubiquitous bench surrounded by Disney characters and books.  Things missing from my current home…except for the bench, of course.


The ubiquitous bench in its current iteration, at the foot of my bed:




I spent many happy years with books and Disney figurines…and I’m glad I took photos of them.  Now I am rebuilding my bookshelves, although I am pretty sure that I will never have as many hardcover books as I once did.  At one time, I had 1400 books, and before I moved, I had around 800…I think.

Here is the “embryonic stage” of my growing shelf:


There is something glorious about starting over from scratch…but I do miss what once was.  My photos will remind me, however, and will inspire me moving forward.


Today is Saturday, and I’ve been enjoying my reading and blogging, alone in my apartment.  Bliss!

What do you like to do on a Saturday?



Today I am reading this Lisa Unger book, Under My Skin…and so far, I’m really enjoying it: an addictive psychological thriller about a woman on the hunt for her husband’s killer.

Earlier this morning, I was playing around with my camera, and created a new profile photo at Facebook.  I have had to learn how to upload photos from my camera onto my new laptop.  I think I finally mastered it!  I took this one in my office, beneath a gallery wall of framed family pictures.

I don’t usually take profile photos when I have done my own hair…I am not that confident about my styling techniques…I usually rely on my daughter for creating my hairdos.  LOL.  But…not too bad, this one.

We’ll see what she says on my Facebook page.  LOL.

In a little while, I’m headed to California Pizza Kitchen to enjoy food that I can chew…since I got my permanent bridge on Monday.  Thanksgiving was so much more fun with my regained ability to masticate my food.  Doesn’t the word “masticate” sound gross?  I didn’t want to repeat the word “chew.”


I’ve been leafing through my notebook in which I list the books I’ve acquired…and trying to decide what to read next.  Maybe this one:

The Liar’s Wife, by Samantha Hayes

When Ella wakes up in hospital following a hit and run incident, she is scared and confused. Close to tears, her eyes fall on a get-well-soon card on the window sill and the nurse reassures her that her loving husband will be back soon.

But Ella has never been married…

Absolutely love twisty and unputdownable psychological thrillers like Girl on the Train, The Wife Between Us and Gone Girl? Then you will be totally hooked by this jaw-dropping novel about the dangerous secrets behind a perfect marriage.


So…I am eagerly anticipating this one.  What does your day look like?




Good morning, and welcome to another Tuesday Book Release Day.  I grabbed some coffee and opened to Daphne’s desktop background above, with the photo I’m loving right now.  I tend to keep a favorite up for long periods.  This photo was taken a few years ago, probably right after my book Interior Designs was published (on the right).  Everything about my dining area was different then, with that cupboard on the left right next to the sofa.  Now it is on the opposite wall.


So…what new books await me today?  I found nothing I wanted to download, but I have pre-ordered this book that will release next Tuesday:

Nine Perfect Strangers, by Liane Moriarty

Could ten days at a health resort really change you forever? In Liane Moriarty’s latest page-turner, nine perfect strangers are about to find out…


Now I’m heading back to my sofa to continue reading The Neighbors, by Hannah Mary McKinnon, a story about the past and dark secrets.  With  a strange twist of fate, Liam moves into a new neighborhood with his family, releasing a flood of memories that Abby has been trying to keep buried all these years. Abby and Liam, in a complicit agreement, pretend never to have met, yet cannot resist the pull of the past—nor the repercussions of the terrible secrets they’ve both been carrying…



Is there anything better than a book with dark secrets?  What are you reading and enjoying today?



Thursday is a day in the week that finds me chatting over coffee about bookish and not so bookish thoughts.  It is also a chance to ponder the weekend ahead, and plan for what to read next week.  My workstation includes a tiny little table on the right where I also stash notebooks that list upcoming review books, etc.  Minnie Mouse guards the potpourri of tidbits:

Now that I am down to two review ARCs (for October), I was actually pleased to get approval for a recent request:  a book being released on January 8, 2019:

An Anonymous Girl, by Greer Hendricks & Sarah Pekkanen.  I loved their book The Wife Between Us.

From the authors of the blockbuster bestseller The Wife Between Us comes an electrifying new novel about doubt, passion, and just how much you can trust someone.



Left of my workstation is my bulletin board, where memorabilia spotlight the moments in my life.  Top Right:  the birthday sign that reads LORRE;  it was created by my younger brother, who has a sign painting business.  That sign was “painted” in 1985, when I went by the name “Lorre.”  For some reason, I liked the spelling and the way the name looked.  The fact that I’ve had the sign for all these years, and carried it with me to five different residences, tells you a little about my sentimental attachment to things.

On the left hand side, note the announcement for an event at Dukes, a coffee house in Sacramento where my eldest son, fresh back from his time in Ireland, was showing a series of photographs.  Many of them are on the walls of my bedroom, dubbed The Ireland Room.  He now lives in Prague, where he moved in 1997. 



Sometimes our sentimental journeys take us to far-flung places.

In 2008, my eldest moved to Berlin and photographed the “art gallery” of  murals on the Berlin Wall (in 2009).  This photo (below) is one of my favorites, depicting a leap over the wall.

Another photo (below) is a special shot I love…I have used it on my blogs over the years.  I like how it depicts an escape from chains.

I had that one made into a poster, which I have framed for my bedroom.


Looking back at an array of photos that mean something to me…take a peek at one of my granddaughter Fiona (left) and two of her cousins…snapped way back in the day.  I think they were in middle school at the time.

And here is a recent photo of her:  how time flies!


Now that I’ve rambled down Memory Lane…do any of you love looking at photos and sentimental objects?  Do they take you to those places in the past? 



Good morning on a May Thursday morning!  This week, I spent some time changing up my rooms.  I get that restless feeling now and then.  Above, I’ve returned the wicker loveseat to its former place in front of the living room bookshelves.

And in the bedroom, I placed the bench that previously lived in front of the bookshelf to the foot of my bed..and I switched some chairs around, too.

So…the energy I acquired from these changes took me back to the distant past…to a folder in my Dropbox.  One that has images from the 1970s forward.  Here’s one that hasn’t seen the light of day in a while.  Left, moi, with Hub # 2, in 1977.  Getting ready to drive the VW bus back to Central California…from Auburn, CA.


A few years later, I was doing my solo act again, and meeting up with members of my family of origin in a local park:  Circa 1982.  Little Heather in the forefront, her back to the camera, is not showing off her very short hairdo (she hated it!); niece Amy, to the left;  I am on the far right; and my “kid brother” with his infant son Brian, in the center.  Behind me, on the far right, one of my nieces:  Beth, I think.

Moving along.  My four offspring at the Family Sculpture, CSUF – 1991. (No, it doesn’t belong to us; we have simply claimed it as our own).

Traditions live on in this family.  In 2007, Fiona and Dominic take up their positions on the Family Sculpture.

Back-tracking a bit:  Here’s Noah in 2004, when we were still living in the foothills.

A few years later, in LA:  the A-Tots, asleep in the minivan.

On the pier in Santa Monica (2007):  A-Tots and their dad, my son Brett…

In 2007:  Fiona is celebrating Halloween:


So…the past lives on in our memories and in our photos.  What do your photos tell you about your life so far?



After reading Keep Her Safe, which I finished last night (click title for my review), I removed Did You See Melody?, as it was a duplicate.

Now, as I contemplate the remaining print books, I am also focusing on the numerous e-books languishing on Pippa.

But today is not about those books, but about sharing photos from the week.  My granddaughter Aubrey is enjoying her time in Prague (and Berlin, and other neighboring countries).  Here’s one I like.



Let’s skip on over to a small town in North Dakota, where my step-grandson Spencer is enjoying time with his kids.  Here he is with Bella and Lilly:



Lilly, Maddix, & Bella….


Getting ready for Halloween:  Lilly & Bella…


Now…let’s travel back to California, to LA and celebrities.  Here is a photo of my first grandson Alec, now 22 and a senior at Berkeley.  Yes, that’s Janet Jackson holding him.  At the time, she was secretly married to Rene Elizondo, the brother of Alec’s cousin-in-law, Hugo, a definite “six degrees of separation” thing.  I actually met Hugo and his wife Cherie, who is Alec’s mother’s cousin.  They enjoyed hosting parties for family and friends.

If you live in LA, anything can happen.



So that’s my story today.  What are you sharing?



Good morning!  Today’s tidbits include my quirky take of the photo (above); PicMonkey has a daguerreotype frame that turns an ordinary photo into this smoky rendition.

I also did this to the same photo:  an off-center heart-shaped version.



So…yesterday I had lunch with an old friend.  We were colleagues for three years when we both worked in a private foster family agency (after my retirement from the county career).  She lives in Northern California and works for State Rehab. now.

All of us were very close working together in an agency with a very authoritarian/mercurial CEO…it was us against her.  That kind of setting brings people together. We all had regular get-togethers while we were working there, and then after we each left…but now we are all scattered throughout the state.

So it was good to catch up.

Afterwards I saw The Glass Castle, which I thoroughly enjoyed.  The film flashed back and forth in time, bringing us moments in childhood interspersed with the adult scenes.  It was a riveting “true story” brought to film.  I also loved the book version, which I read before I started blogging.



Last night, I watched more of Season III of The Ranch, on Netflix, which I didn’t enjoy very much at first…but now I’m riveted.  I’m not sure why.  Probably because I finally allowed the scenes with Debra Winger and Sam Elliott (both of whom I enjoy) to overshadow the silliness of Ashton Kutcher and Danny Masterson.

I’ve been watching the TV season of the new show Doubt, with Katherine Heigl…and I see that nothing is scheduled for next week, so I am guessing it is going on hiatus.  I hate when that happens, especially with a cliff-hanger ending.


How is your weekend shaping up?  Plans?  Adventures?




Another change-up of the blog header.  I love this woman setting aside time from chores to read a stack of books.


Today I’m also sharing a visit to the Prague area, where my DIL Gabi has captured these images, making me want to go there. 

Let’s start with one of the photos snapped in Praha-Prosek:



I love this close-up, spotlighting those gorgeous leaves:



A path that makes me think of railroad ties…there is a history here, I’m sure.



Intriguing sign:



Gabi enjoying a drink after a day of photographing her surroundings:



Check out Craig’s idea of savoring a meal/drink afterwards:



And…back in the states, here is my celebratory lunch on Thursday, after being dismissed from Jury Duty; I had waited around all morning.



Enjoy your weekend.  What are you sharing?



Last night, after a day of errands, including a bit of pampering at the nail salon, I was ready for watching TV in my bedroom.

But TV watching at night usually means turning it on and muting it, so I can read, while keeping my eye on the images.



This week, in addition to my usual reading, blogging, and TV watching, I’ve been collecting a few photos from the past.

I found these on Fiona’s FB page:

Back in middle school, Fiona in the middle, and on the right, in the background, her dad:



She found this one of her dad when he was in his late teens…



Fast forward a few years, Fiona is enjoying remembering her moments with her nephew Lane when he was a baby.  He is now three.



Moving along, a more contemporary photo of Fiona (left), at dinner with a friend.



I’m still reading these books:



I should be finishing them both later today.

Do you enjoy searching through your photos for those that remind you of moments in the past? 




Since last week, I have been thinking about the question:  To move or not to move.

One of the reasons NOT to move, of course, is the hassle of packing up and transporting everything, and then unpacking.  I am always amazed that anything I own makes it from Place A to Place B without mishap.  Oh, yes, there have been a few breakages along the way, especially when “friends” helped.  But not very many losses have occurred.

Sentimental objects, often not that valuable, are a big worry of mine, especially when some of them have made it through so many moves over a lot of years. 

Like the beaded necklace in the photo above (hanging on the left side of the cupboard).  Not valuable, in terms of money.  But it reminds me of being on one path, and then taking another journey completely, with that necklace a symbol of that summer.  One might call it my Summer of Love, which is not the same as the one you’ve read about (that was 1967).

In June 1970, I went to a party.  I was wearing that necklace, and at that event, I met someone that I would soon become completely involved with, and would marry by year’s end.  I wore that necklace throughout our first summer together…and beyond.

For a long time I kept it with other costume jewelry, but at some point, I started showing it off a bit by draping it over pieces of furniture, like this little jelly cupboard.

Yes, I am sentimental that way.  With objects that represent pivotal moments in my life.  Defining moments, if you will.

Photos are also remembrances, and now that many reside on my computer, I can access them easily.  Here we are, a few years later, on family vacation, in Summer 1977, with our daughter.





And another, snapped in Winter 1978:




We knew our journey was coming to an end during that winter in 1978 (above), but we never forget the special times.  My journey since has taken me to other people and places, but the children of those previous unions are still with me, along with the sentimental objects and photos.






I will find a way to move forward, to a new place, when the time is right.  But in the meantime, I am enjoying my routines and memories that I have gathered around me here.

Do you have special mementos that bring back stories from your life?  What special photos remind you of your story?