Moving in together – across country. Really?

The Golden Gate

To move in or not to move in: that is the question

Sherry (admits to “over 50”) and Claude (62) met online. They exchanged four e-mails, enjoyed two lengthy phone calls, and on the first date, both were very carefully falling in love. They both like Woody Allen, Mountain Winery concerts, old San Francisco, traveling to Santa Fe for the opera, Carmel, Wagner, and visiting National Parks.

She likes fiction. He likes nonfiction.  He loves butter, cream, and eggs.  She’s more of an advocate for quinoa, vegetables, and exploring the aisles of Whole Foods. They were the same age, had been through painful divorces, had launched their kids, were finishing up careers and both were seriously thinking about retirement.

He has a condo in San Francisco on Nob Hill, a doorman, spectacular views of both bridges; rarely drives – walks everywhere, and knows San Francisco like the back of his hand She lives in a tiny cottage in Redwood City- with a charming garden, a hot tub – there is no lawn to mow, no big home to maintain, just sunny weather, parking galore, and she has privacy, solitude, and a huge deck for entertaining –which she does with great frequency. She belongs to a book club, a Pilates class, and volunteers at film festivals and the Museum – he says she has ‘a Rolodex full of girlfriends.’

She works from home for three very demanding clients.

A Moving Experience On their one-year anniversary, they drove north on Highway 101 to the Victorian village of Ferndale and explored the area and the beautiful redwood parks.  Over crab cocktails in Eureka he suggested she move into his spacious condo in San Francisco.  He had a second bedroom that could easily be made into her office or study.  He listed the many positive aspects of living in San Francisco – such an exciting location and – more importantly- of living together.

She was thinking of the whipping winds and fog rolling in, parking challenges, the din of the neighborhood, the claustrophobic feeling of being so close to your neighbors, no garden…her mental list of “cons” grew incrementally. She was very happy with their arrangement. They were together all weekend and one or two nights a week.

Two of her 50-ish friends had ‘living situations’ with beaus – they kept separate residences and saw one another frequently. The couples said they embraced their privacy and alone time and claimed they were very happy with the arrangements. She pondered.  Moving in together and moving away?  Then his boss offered him a position in Florida as VP of his department.  The assignment would be for 18 months with the caveat that he would return to San Francisco six times a year for meetings. The offer was a promotion with great benefits – and would most likely be his last position with the company. Thrilled at the prospect, he called and invited her to join him on this new adventure. She had been to Miami several times and  loved the exciting city.

As she started thinking about crowds, summers, the weather, and the distance from her family and her friends her mood changed.

Her best friend said, “Go for it! It’s only for a year or so and you’ll come back here every few months. Just do it. Candace, her neighbor – an Eileen Fisher model, 65, tango dancer with a shock of silver hair said, “Men? I go dancing once a week.  I just want to be in the arms of a man for one hour –and then go home to my cats and I’m happy.”  Another cat woman? She was dizzy with input from her myriad friends and her love for this man – who was kinder, more thoughtful and generous than anyone she had ever met. She looked forward to their weekends together and suffered withdrawal when he left her on Sunday evenings…

Things fall into place Her best friend from Del Mar  took an artist in residence gig at the Oakland Museum and needed a place to stay – voila: the perfect house sitter.  She told her clients of her plans. No one batted an eye. She had a family and best friends meeting and affirmed the news…

She spoke to her accountant, primary physician, and her hairdresser and – all systems were “go.” After one exhausting visit to South Florida – looking- locating and deciding on their new address – and much preparation- packing, planning, organizing -combined with several Going-Away-for-Awhile-Parties- the couple  was off.

Bon Voyage!

Let the adventure begin. Would you be as brave?



Driscoll slinks away from Cathedral

The Going Away Party for Fr Driscoll was long-awaited.

He had been at St Marys Cathedral for one year and had successfully alienated dozens and dozens of church-goers and staff


And the crowd went wild!


He was not a Star at the Star of the Sea– was asked to leave. Huzzah!

Kicked out of town…again.


Next – he will try his hand at St Veronica’s – for One Year-  that seems to be his record. 


The atmosphere at the Cathedral is much improved with news of pushy Driscoll departure.





New Boy on Block: Gerry Mandering


Missy was thrilled. A very attractive man on had “winked” at her – then quickly sent a flirtatious note.

His name was Gerry. He was divorced, no kids, 57, lived in Boca, but had homes in New York, New Jersey, DC, Chicago, Las Vegas and California.

Obviously, he was in Real Estate.

On their firtst date, Missy realized how “territorial” Gerry was. He was quick to arrange and align his silverware, place his water glass just so, move the floral centerpiece a tad.

Until he had completed these exercises, he was not comfortable.

Missy noticed he hogged the butter, poured a little wine for her and a near full glass for himself.

He had a voracious appetite. Most disconcerting was the way he ordered his meal. He insisted upon the biggest, best, freshest of everything. He paid little attenttion to her.

At dessert, she asked him if he would like to share one of the famous cakes on the menu.

Gerry announced,  he didn’t share; sharing was not in his wheelhouse.

Missy thought, “You dont share? I don’t care. Hasta la vista, Gerry Mandering!”


via Daily Prompt: Wheel

Your Mom would be shocked- bad behavior

Denise and Clay both  drive for Lyft in San Francisco

They both agree,  it’s a great gig.

What shocks the living daylights out of them is the number of “kids/millenials ” who call for a Lyft and get in the cab without saying a word.

Zero. Zip. Nada.

Not “Hey,” “Hi,”  “Dude, how ya doing?” “Wow! is it hot!”  and never, Neve ever, “Thanks.”


The drivers said their passengers are Zombies. No personality, No affect. 


Denise avoids  Rush Hour driving – the “kids” seem to hold the  drivers responsible for the slow traffic, traffic jams, red lights, or Van Ness Blvd being ripped up.

Yes, they do.



Bloomberg for President


When #45 grows weary of this President gig…

and Pence ( and Mother)  can’t stand the heat in Washington

let’s take a look at “The Best Replacement” Michael Bloomberg



Although Bloomberg served as a Republican mayor, many of his views lean towards the left of the political spectrum.

He is an avowed advocate for fighting climate change and recently donated

$30 million to the Sierra Club’s anti-coal campaign.

There is no such thing as CLEAN COAL

While Trump and his cronies extol the ‘virtues of coal’ the reality is that it represents an ever-shrinking portion of the American workforce, and is hugely destructive to the environment. There is no such thing as “clean coal.”

Bloomberg’s announcement is good for anyone who cares about the health of American cities and the global health of the environment.

It’s a key first step towards navigating around Trump’s gleefully nihilistic policies but is still only a first step.

For the nation to prosper, more prominent business and tech magnates need to rise to the occasion and offer similar programs.

All Hail, Bloomberg!


Mayors for Climate Protection meet in Miami – sidestepping  #45

“..Rather than bemoan President Trump’s decision this month to pull out of the Paris Agreement, an accord signed by 195 nations to battle rising temperatures, many Republican and Democratic mayors here said the move had re-energized them.

A separate effort by Eric Garcetti, the mayor of Los Angeles, and a group whose members call themselves the Climate Mayors also picked up support here; more than 300 mayors have signed a document to abide by the Paris accord and “intensify efforts to meet each of our cities’ climate goals.”


He bragged: hundreds of Ex-girlfriends

He once bragged they could fill part of Yankee Stadium with all of his Ex-girlfriends.

A Big Part. Not counting the bleachers. Lower level. Odd rows only. 

The Guy could brag.


On his online dating profile he bragged;

1. “I will be the greatest first date guy that God ever created.”

2.“I’m really rich! I’ll show ya when I see ya.. And by the way: I’m not even saying that in a brag.”

3.. “I will build a great wall . . . and nobody builds walls better than me, believe me.”

4. “Planning our first date? I would use the greatest minds. I know the best negotiators. I’m in New York — I know the good ones, the bad ones. I always say: ‘I know the ones people think are good.’ I know people you’ve never heard of that are better than all of them.”

Marie Clare kept track of the audacious and outrageous claims this dufus created.

people-1105593__340There is a difference between conceit and confidence.

Conceit is bragging about yourself.

Confidence means you believe you can get the job done.

Johnny Unitas


Totally bizarre



Least Wise Steve King

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Wise kings generally have wise counselors;

and he must be a wise man himself

who is capable of distinguishing one.



“Steve King always speaks his mind – it never takes too long”