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The Secret of the Red Cane

In this Blog: Stars in Her Eyes

The BOOB Girls Book V: The Secret of the Red Cane

Remember this: The Reflection

Donna’s Pineapple Chicken

Notes from Joy

Stars in Her Eyes

Hadley and Robbie burst into Alphonso Greatwood’s spacious office at Meadow Lakes Retirement Community. The sun was shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows and the laughter of the two women matched the sparkle of the sunlight.

“What’s so funny?” Alphonso asked, seated behind is overly-expensive desk.

Raven, sitting on one of the chairs in front of the desk looked up, a small smile playing across his lips.

“Marge just walked into a wall,” Robbie said, still giggling.

“What!?” Alphonso said, looking up and giving Hadley and Robbie a sharp look.

“You know that she just had cataract surgery,” Hadley explained. “She’s still blurry and she turned a corner on her way here and quietly walked into the wall.”

Alphonso looked serious and waited for them to go on.

“She’s fine,” Robbie continued. “She was telling us she was going to sue her doctor.”

Robbie paused for affect.

Hadley took over, “She said she hadn’t been warned what would happen when she looked into the mirror and could see her wrinkles.”

Raven smiled more. “Poor eyesight in old age is nature’s way of protecting us from looking into mirrors.”

Robbie began what looked like a little dance. “My face in the mirror isn’t wrinkled or drawn. My house is so clean! All the cobwebs are gone. My garden is perfect, and so is my lawn. I think I will not get my cataracts done.”

She took a little bow. Raven applauded.

“She said something else,” Hadley said nodding at Raven then looking straight at Alphonso. “She said when she thought of you, she had stars in her eyes then she found out they were cataracts.”

Raven grinned wider and Alphonso looked stunned. “Where are Wiley and Mary Rose?” he asked.

“Helping Marge pick up the popcorn.” Hadley and Robbie said together.

“Popcorn?” Alphonso and Raven said together.

“Marge was carrying her big bowl filled with popcorn she had just popped. When she hit the wall, the popcorn went flying.” Hadley said, looking at Robbie.

“So did we!” Robbie said. “We got out of there fast.”

Just then the door opened. and Marge stormed in, followed by Wiley and Mary Rose.

Wiley had a grin from ear to ear.

“Damn popcorn flew all over the place!” Marge bellowed.

“We followed the 60 second rule,” Mary Rose grinned. “If you pick something up off the floor in 60 seconds it’s clean enough to eat.”

“That’s a five-second rule,” Alphonso said.

“Not when you’re old!” Mary Rose said back to him.

“Margie Hollingshead came by and helped,” Mary Rose said with a smile. “She said she gets her eyes tested just so she can be alone in a dark room with a man who has a job.”

Raven stood up, took two steps forward and grabbed the first handful of popcorn.

Raven took two steps forward and grabbed the first handful of popcorn.

Hadley headed for the stately black refrigerator that graced Alphonso’s office and grabbed six sodas.

Donna’s Pineapple Chicken

Donna is a long-time friend from the Orlando area. While I haven’t been in Florida for 9 years, she and I keep in close touch – so close she was the first one to say, “Where are the eggs?! When I left them out of the last recipe.

3 or 4 halves boneless chicken breasts – 2 pounds

Cut into 2 inch cubes

Lightly flour and brown on all sides in 3 or 4 Tbsp of oil

Season with salt


1 fresh pineapple cut into chunks

1 medium red onion cut into large slices

1 medium green pepper cut into cubes


2 6oz cans unsweetened pineapple juice

¼ cup brown sugar

3 Tbsp vinegar

2 Tbsp Worcestershire Sauce

Mix ingredients and pour over chicken. Cover and simmer for 35-40 minutes.

Serve over rice.

Email me your favorite recipe and we’ll share it with other BOOB Girls

Remember this from The BOOB Girls V-The Secret of the Red Cane

Here is the beginning of Book V. A lot of you can relate:

The reflection smiled back.

“You are so beautiful,” the woman looking into the mirror said. The reflection smiled more.

‘I do declare; I love my hair.” The reflection patted its hair.

“I hate to be crass but get a load of this ass!” The refection turned sideways and looked at its rear.

“And everything in its place, that is such a nice face!” The reflection pursed its lips to return a kiss.

“Admire the rest but just look at that chest,” she said. The reflection put its hands on it hips, tilted its head and stuck out its chest. It turned, bent over just a little and patted its rear end.

The woman smoothed her slacks over her hips. 
“They’re right. No panty line,” she muttered. She straightened up and looked into the mirror one last time. She smiled. She turned. The reflection’s back appeared as the woman switched off the bathroom light and walked out of her front door to meet her friends at table 12 in the Meadow Lakes dining room. She forced another smile.

Mary Rose McGill had just put on her first pair of Depends super absorbent underwear for those slightly or embarrassingly incontinent and she was determined to maintain a good attitude.

A Note From Joy




They lift into the air on giant wings

Wings spread to embrace Mother Nature

Long necks stretched toward Heaven in a salute to God

Sandhill Cranes

Half a million trilling their way into fields spread thick with bits of corn

Their voices raised in a Hallelujah Chorus

Streaks of white, brown, blue

Sister wings to Trumpeter Swans

Whooping Cranes

And brother Pelicans pushing along behind

Sandhill Cranes, kings and queens of Nebraska

Owners of the River Platte

Commanders of the sky and field

Dancing as they court and romance

Chasing the Vs of ducks and geese into the North Wind

People watching


Unable to be heard over the trilling crane voices

Arms raised in tribute to the gallant wings

Be careful. Be safe. Stay upright.

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