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These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
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Hello? Sometimes when I watch old movies or TV shows from decades gone by, I find myself distracted by and nostalgic for the technology we've left behind. Particularly phones.
First of all, I long for telephone conversations. You know, where you can listen to someone's voice instead of punching out abbreviated words with your thumbs. Second, I like the phone being rooted in my home or workplace, and away from me when I'm at a restaurant or walking up the street or in a car or bus. When I'm home or at work, I like to be connected. When I'm away, I enjoy being disconnected. Now it's almost the opposite. People text me when I'm home and my cell is in my purse or charging on the kitchen counter. Yet when I'm in public and I have my phone in hand, I see it right away. That's not how I prefer to communicate! I'm out of sync with my times.
And so I'm wandering down memory lane and posting a Valentine to all the phones I've loved before.
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#2 A few years later we upgraded to this phone with buttons. It was either the late 1960s or very early 1970s. The one in the kitchen was yellow. It was at this point we became a three extension family ...
#3 Phones almost identical to this one also appeared in my parents' bedroom and the basement. It was easier on my mom because we had a 4BR ranch with the laundry in the basement, so she was able to answer the phone pretty much wherever she was during the day.
Do any of these phones look familiar to you?

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1. What are you currently reading? Suitable for Framing by Edna Buchanan. Britt Montero is a journalist on the crime beat in Miami. In the mid-1990s, when this book was written, there was a tension between City Hall and the press, because telling the truth about what was going on in the streets was not always good for the tourism Miami depended on.* Britt loves her hometown but she is also a good reporter so she is always, always about getting the story. That's why Britt is upset that she may be losing her journalistic edge as she covers a string of armed carjackings.
I'm rereading many mysteries – including this one – as I dedicate myself to purging my book collection. I recall little or nothing of the plot so I'm happy to have Buchanan carry me along one more time. This series is too intense to be called "cozy" – this one starts with a graphic description of a fatal car accident – but I like Britt and her best friend, a news photographer named Lottie. So I'm hoping this will be a good read.
*Is it still like this? I don't know.
2. What did you recently finish reading? The Spellmans Strike Again by Lisa Lutz. Isabel Spellman, the eldest daughter of the San Francisco clan of private investigators, has a lot on her plate just now. She's investigating the disappearance of a butler whose wealthy old employer wants him back, and who Isabel suspects of defrauding the elderly gent. She believes a rival PI is dirty, and she wants to expose him. Her mother dislikes Isabel's sexy Irish bartender boyfriend and keeps calling the INS on him. Someone is stealing the doorknobs and towel racks from the Spellman home, but Izzy's parents insist this is normal and no big deal.
I love these books. They are wholly original, very funny, and filled with heart. Lisa Lutz obviously feels great affection for the insane little troupe she created.
Tell Us Something
1. Can you touch your nose with your tongue? No.
2. What foreign language did you study in school? How much of it do you still remember? Hablo un poco español.
3. What recipe did you most recently prepare? Where did you get the recipe and how did it turn out? I microwaved a cup of Bob Evans mashed potatoes. I got the recipe – instructions, really – from the cardboard sleeve. They turned out predictably.
4. What song have you listened to over and over and over again? This one never gets old.
5. Are there currently any pets in your household? Are you considering adding another? I share my home with two cats. We're a happy household now and I'm not planning on any additions just now.
6. As an adult, have you ever performed with a drama group? (Student productions don't count.) No.
April is kind of a big deal.
1. T.S. Elliott wrote that it's "the cruelest month."
2. For more than 100 years, we've been singing about the April showers that come our way and bring the flowers that bloom in May.
3. Twenty years ago, Sugarland also sang about "April Showers" and reassured us "we've seen rain before."
4. Stevie Wonder mentioned that April rain in "I Just Called to Say I Love You."
5. Pat Boone crooned about "April Love."
6. Simon & Garfunkle's "April Come She Will" always annoyed me. I don't know why.
7. In a 1952 movie, Doris Day found romance in "April in Paris."
8. Count Basie and Ella Fitzgerald performed a legendary duet of "April in Paris," too.
9. Three Dog Night sang about "pieces of April on a morning in May."
10. Sinatra sang he'd "Always Remember April."
11. Women searched for happiness in the book The Enchanted April.
12. V.C. Andrews began her "Shadows" series with April Shadows.
13. Captain Robert April commanded the Enterprise in an animated Star Trek series.
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1. What are you currently reading? The Spellmans Strike Again by Lisa Lutz. Isabel Spellman, the eldest daughter of the San Francisco clan of private investigators, is on the case again, digging up dirt on a competitive PI. Thirtysomething Izzy is immature and passionate about grudges, so this ought to be good.
This is a reread for me. I know because I found it in my den. But I remember little about the case at the center. No matter. I enjoy time spent with this wacky clan. They are witty and idiosyncratic but they also love one another and they make me laugh. I could use some laughs!
2. What did you recently finish reading? Twilight of Camelot: The Short Life and Long Legacy of Patrick Bouvier Kennedy by Steven Levingston. In August 1963, Jacqueline Kennedy became the only First Lady of the 20th century to give birth while living in the White House. Her baby only lived two days. It was a trauma she and the President had to endure under the public's gaze, however it was nothing compared to the trauma and scrutiny she would withstand alone, three months later, when her husband was assassinated in Dallas.
This sensitive and well-meaning book covers Patrick's short life in detail and puts it in the context of their family and the nation. I learned some interesting things: Jackie only saw her son for minutes and may never have held him, since she was recovering from an emergency c-section in one hospital while her baby was rushed to another for neonatal care; while she was in the hospital, she actually had a cancer scare on top of everything else (!), her doctor removed/biopsied a suspicious mole on her foot; the President was with Patrick when he died, but was unable to hold him because the baby was in a hyberbaric chamber; these chambers were considered experimental at the time; Jackie was too ill to attend her baby's funeral, but the President was there. He even designed the headstone.
JFK grew up with a developmentally challenged sister, Rosemary. He understood that, due to lack of oxygen, Patrick may have faced the same fate. This was deeply personal to him and during the last months of his life, he authorized hundreds of millions of dollars (billions in today's spending) for improved neonatal research and care.
Dr. Robert deLemos treated Patrick Kennedy and was inspired to devote his career to neonatology. Dr. deLemos played a critical role in developing more sophisticated ventilators for babies born with underdeveloped lungs. Today's CPAP machines were born of research done at this time. Patrick Kennedy, like his Aunt Rosemary, inspired John F. Kennedy to do good, and his rhetoric and example inspired American citizens.
Wouldn't it be nice if we had a President who spoke to our better angels, encouraging us to add to mankind rather than subtract, to do something more humane with our energies than storm the Capitol, demonize immigrants and deny marriage rights to consenting adults? This book not only made me sad for the nuclear Kennedy family living in the White House, it made me sad for all us today.
I mentioned that I listened to many podcasts, and both Country Dew and Kwizgiver asked which ones. I've never listed them out like this before, and as I review them it looks like a lot.
Here they are, listed by how I prioritize them.
The Daily Beast. I love Joanna Coles, chief content officer for The Daily Beast. She's replaced Nora Ephron as the sister I believe the universe meant for me to have. She knows fashion (former editor of Marie Claire, and I love how she pairs graphic tees with blazers), pop culture (former editor of Cosmopolitan), politics and media (New York magazine). She's so smart and sophisticated and witty and I wish she would take me under her wing over happy hour at some chic water hole. These podcasts make me feel I'm getting the inside stuff about Trump's America from the most connected people.
The Lovable Reunion. My all-time favorite-most ballplayer and all-around 14K human begin, Anthony Rizzo, is celebrating the 10th anniversary of the Cubs World Series win by interviewing all this teammates, coaches and manager Joe Maddon (see below). Rizzo tells the story of how the Cubs went from "lovable losers" to world champions the way he does everything: with joy and good will. I'm surprised by how often Rizz says "fuck." I'm not judging, considering I toss f-bombs freely. It just always gives me pause.
The Book of Joe. Former Cubs manager and genuinely original thinker Joe Maddon and SI's Tom Verducci talk baseball ... and how analytics dominate all aspects of our lives ... and Seinfeld reruns ... and whatever pops into that funhouse that is Joe's head.
The Rest Is Politics (US). The Rest Is Politics has been a popular podcast in the UK for a while, and Katty Kay and Anthony Scaramucci have launched it here. Katty Kay is well-informed and polished. Anthony Scaramucci cracks me up (though I don't know that he intends to). I believe I understand the world better after I listen to them.
Two Angry Men. Harvey Levin of TMZ and superlawyer Mark Geragos take on legal cases in the news. I am always surprised by how smart and sensitive Levin is and I appreciated his coverage of Nancy Guthrie and Rob Reiner.
Please note: I am not recommending these podcasts. While I find them entertaining and credible and quality, they reflect my passions, and I don't expect everyone to enjoy them.
This morning our minister called upon us to listen to our hearts and ask ourselves, "What is love calling us to do?" DO is the operative word here, isn't it? On Easter Sunday, and beyond, I must think about what I can do to make our world a more loving place.
F. Film: What movie or tv show are you watching? Ferris Bueller's Day Off is on as I answer this on Saturday night.
A. Audio: What are you listening to? I've got so many podcasts to catch up on!
B. Book: What are you reading? The Curse of the Spellmans by Lisa Lutz. So far I am completely charmed.
I have been completely freaked out over my cat Connie. See post below for an episodic recitation of our travails.
I love her very much. I have had to make expensive and consequential decisions about her care. Now that she's home, I have had to administer meds – something I am clumsy at. I have handled it all as best I can and I believe I've done a good job. I have reason to believe that within two weeks, she'll be fine and this will be nothing but a bad memory.
Which is not to say I couldn't have used some support. I wish this was 20 years ago. In 2006, my mom was still alive. She's the one from whom I inherited the pet gene. She would have listened to me work through my worry. She's dead now though.
In 2006, I still had Henry. He, too, was a huge pet lover, so he would have understood my panic. But here's the thing about Henry: he loved me unconditionally and would tell me I'm doing fine. Because of course I am. I miss having someone in the world who only saw the best in me. He's dead now, too.
In 2006, I still had my oldest friend. She's a crazy cat lady, like I am. Plus she could always make me laugh (don't underestimate that). But since about 2010, her life has been off the rails. She's got so much of her own stuff going on that she can't be of any real comfort to me, beyond sending me AI slop and memes. Who she is now makes me miss who she was so much.
So I turned to my friend Elaine. She has two cats she dotes on. We just saw one another for her birthday last week on Wednesday and had a nice day. When I called, she picked up immediately and we talked for about an hour. But it's not what I wanted. Elaine can be humorless. And when I explained to her that I was overwhelmed to learn that Connie needed surgery, especially when I thought my cat had turned a corner and was doing better, she said, "You've just go to get over that." I was annoyed. I understand the wisdom in what she was saying. She's right in that Connie can pick up on my tension and fear. But as I said to her, "How do I do that, exactly?" Does she think I want to feel overwhelmed and outmatched by life at this moment?
I realize I'm not being fair to Elaine. I'm just mad at her because she'd not my mom, or Henry, or my oldest friend.