Don’t be a wall flower!

Before I begin to spill on all the juicy gossip of November, 1938, I want to encourage you to leave a comment with a date important to you so you can find out what happened on that day in 1934, 35, 36, 37 or 38. Don’t be a wall flower! Blogging interaction is as fun…

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On this date in 193…

This is something I always do: Today, 83 years ago in 1934, the first of Babu’s journals, that I know of anyway… Babu got her “longed for shirt and slacks.” On my birthday 46 years before was I born, in 1937, Babu: Stopped in at the social and pretty soon some boys came along and…

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A Note on Caretaking

With my husband working non-stop and traveling, I’ve been holding down the fort by myself.  In truth Babu, Cort, and I have been holding down the fort.  It’s usually rare thing for him to travel, suddenly that’s all he’s doing. And I’ve been wracked with guilt.  I keep telling myself I’ll sit with her through…

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Writing Wednesdays: All The Feels

Distractions!  Flowers and kittens and my dog and funny hats and clown noses.  Whatever it takes.  I’m not talking about distractions from my writing time, all I need is my phone for that.  I’m talking about distracting Babu from things that upset her.  This is more important than making her happy, it’s keeping her healthy. …

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Excerpts October, 1938

There is a lot going on in these excerpts.  There are three Halloween happenings, the Nee Wah initiation – just the girls –  a cancelled party that turns into a night out with Jakey, and a dinner in the cemetery with Johnny. There are two boys, wait, three boys.  We cant forget Depathy.  He makes…

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Dog Days Mondays: I think I Might be a Little Obsessed

It has, honestly, been over a week since I actually wrote the last “Dog Days Mondays” post.  Cort isn’t acting a lot better, but I am.  Which means he actually is.  A lot of his behavior I was misreading.  He was trying to communicate with me.  Now that I’m listening better we are all doing…

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Sunday Share: Voices of Ancestors

Voices of Ancestors has an amazing blog similar to mine.  She has something my blog doesn’t have, however.  Her information goes generations back.  It’s amazing to read.  Humbling really.  Sherry E. Rier wrote a Memorial Day Post, (I did not, shame on me) and it is very bittersweet.  Please check out this wonderful blog. Memorial…

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That Letter Will Be Appreciated

https://www.loc.gov/item/98508422/ In October, 1938, Babu writes: Monday, October 3rd, 1938 It’s nice to ride to work in company in the morning.  Three of the girls go to Bay Path and Jamie’s sister goes to civil service.  This is National Letter Writing Week so I answered two letters.  Mom is still taking Evelyn’s place at the…

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October, 1938

One of my favorite months.  My favorite season, my favorite flavors, and my favorite holiday. I wouldn’t be thinking about autumn if it weren’t for chronology.  It simply was the newest month I needed to transcribe and write about.  In now life, spring is beginning to wrap up and summer is on its way.  And…

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Writing Wednesday: Progress!…?

I have been slaving away on two pieces.  (Well, three if you count the blog.)  Piece one is the umpteenth revision of my first novel and reading, no joke, this book: and getting ready to write a query and look for an agent.  Woosh!  A lot to do, for sure. I’m also working on a…

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Sharing with Babu: That’s the kind of friends we were.

Sharing passages again with Babu seemed to be the cure to what ailed me, and her.  We read some of August twice now and we haven’t yet got through.  She reads on the computer with really big font and I sit with her and scroll through. Reading with her today was like being on the…

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Dog Day Monday: Part 1

Here is another weekly installment.  It is about, you may have guessed, my dog.  It is off the topic of the blog, I know, but things are not going as well as planned, and this is my only place to vent. Having this dog so far has not been easy.  No dog is easy.  They…

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