Older columns by Eve with more wHine and less wine.
I did something really stupid. One of those “It could have changed my life” stupid things. Something that you may see yourself doing. It’s something I’ll never expect to happen to me again. Writing about it is my therapy. So here goes. As a columnist I sometimes feel criticized for sounding like a “know it…
I couldn’t believe that Eddie wanted to run against me for Site Council at Samantha’s elementary school, Peachland. I called the school to ask if having two parents from the same family were allowed, being that we may have too big a “vote” on school budgetary decisions. No, not a problem, in fact they just…
You have a choice here Dear Wine Friends, if you want a quick “taste” from last week’s Spirits Confidential LA event you can read a story in pictures here, or you can read the full story (including stories from our dignitaries) posted in The West Ranch Beacon today. Now how about a taste of what…
A professor friend of mine, from a University in another state, recently lamented to me the undue pressure his graduate students felt in granting favors to their professors. On the side of the professors, they were warned not to make their students feel obligated to do their bidding and have said that the students offer…
Of course I realize why there might be a flight delay. It’s the same reason we don’t have enough energy in California. And why gasoline is more expensive here. It’s our politicians! So short of our council members getting a “sphere of influence” over LAX I’m totally nailed. Doubly so because I’ll have to entertain…
I was the only parent to ask to attend my neighbor’s soon-to-be nine-year-olds birthday party. At that age I guess it’s much more normal to drop off your kids and sneak off for a much-needed three-hour tour of the local mall, beauty salon or martini bar. online pharmacy https://lifemasr.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/09/jpg/amitriptyline.html no prescription Was I just…
Now and then a reader (I’m so tickled to have one) will ask me about such and such or so and so from a past column that I thought it might be a novel idea to try and give them a little closure with a column dedicated to just that. I have also been known…
I know it’s sick but I will die happy if I never leave the comfort of my street. There’s nothing better than the sight of Ann charging up the hill to say hi, Darryl playing basketball with my one-armed mate, Bobbi with a bottle of bubbly and the view from Lars and Cynthia’s backyard. I…
My fire captain husband, Eddie, was injured on duty over a year ago. (I must first explain that being injured on duty doesn’t always mean in the act of actual fire fighting. For Ed if meant, simply put, that he underestimated the space between where his office chair was and where he thought it was. …
Cindy Stephens was one of the first members I met when I joined the Santa Clarita Athletic Club (SCAC) more than a year ago. Cindy was about my age, but in better shape, so it helped to ride next to her during a spin class to keep me motivated. It was also enjoyable watching her…
