Work Work Work
Posted June 11th, 2015 by Patricia Kay in Blog, Pat Tales
I started working for money in 1950 when I was thirteen years old. I was hired to work as a “page” in our small town public library. Pages shelved books, checked books in and out using a stamp with a pencil attached, filed index cards, “backed” magazines for checkout, and did whatever else needed doing. […]
How do you know when you’re old?
Posted March 9th, 2014 by Patricia Kay in Blog, Pat Tales
I recently had a birthday. I was born in 1937, so you can do the math. The day before my birthday I got a phone call from my oldest (not by age, by how long we’ve known each other) friend here in Houston — a woman who knows pretty much everything about me, and I, […]
What signal are you sending?
Posted February 11th, 2014 by Patricia Kay in Blog, Pat Tales
“Traffic signals in New York are just rough guidelines.” ~ David Letterman Something that really ticks me off is drivers who ignore traffic signals and run red lights. They’re in such a hurry, consider themselves so important, that they can’t wait a couple of minutes for a green light. So they risk not just their […]
A Safe Place . . .
Posted January 27th, 2014 by Patricia Kay in Blog, Pat Tales
For the past week my daughter and I have been visiting my sister in Ft. Myers, Florida. Also here is my sister’s oldest daughter, with her two young boys. Nathan is two and a half, lots of fun, and quite a handful. Well, he’s two. That says it all. Will, the baby, is only three […]
How much is too much?
Posted January 10th, 2014 by Patricia Kay in Blog, Pat Tales
I have a problem that only seems to be getting worse. There’s too much food available to me. Some people live in areas where they have to drive half an hour or longer to get to a supermarket. I live within fifteen minutes of about ten different food shopping meccas and specialty grocers. Sprouts, Fresh Market, […]
When I get up in the morning, I can be happy . . .
Posted December 31st, 2013 by Patricia Kay in Blog, Pat Tales
“When I get up in the morning, I can be happy . . . or I can be sad. I choose to be happy.” ~ Unknown This quotation is one of my favorites because it sums up the way I feel about life. So many people spend their days in misery. You can tell they’re […]