Entries by Phyllis

0body Rites Nymr

How often in a day do you get a text from somebody, especially young somebodies, that you have to decipher? It’s like a paragraph of acronyms. But worse. It’s TextSpeak. […]

TV after 50

I remember daytime television back in those early years when I was a stay-at-home mom. Not that I got to see much of it because you don’t sit still when […]

The Call of the Wild

You hear so many stories about the tiny house movement and about retirees (and people of all ages, for that matter) who sell everything and go traveling around the country […]

Time, Sweet Time

Things have taken a definite shift.  Downward?  That remains to be seen. Some friends and I are going to a theater production and decided to meet beforehand for an early […]

Ah, Yes, I Remember it Well

I was sitting in the dentist’s office, patiently waiting to be called back for a filling when my cell phone rang.  It was my chiropractor’s office. “Good morning, Ms. Pittman.” […]

Granny Get your Gun

Now, I’ve never been an activist. I am somewhat apolitical, or at least laissez faire. I live by the Paul Simon credo: “I get all the news I need from […]

I Had a Dream

How is it possible to have a dream come true and not even realize it at the time? I was talking to a library group yesterday about writing and my […]