Dear Sidney, Due to an unjust onset of incontinence, I awake several times to visit the bathroom. Last night, my final journey was at 5:15 am. As I fell back to sleep, a very enjoyable dream occurred. I spent the next three hours in my jammies with John...
Dear Readers, Having received not one miserable request for advice, I have delved deeply into the Dear Sidney coffers for this week’s column. I am happy to see that forest fires and the threat of evacuation followed by rain and a sudden bombardment of hail has not...
Dear Sydney, I’m in a panic. I dread the fact – and it truly is a fact – that I have traded one vice for another! For health and weight reasons, I have quit the sin of alcohol. I live alone with my dog and we do enjoy our three martini lunches. They are sadly missed....
My husband of 45 years has me upset over his unreasonable demand to move down the mountain into an old folks home in Redlands. He wants me to give up my cabin in the woods, sell my furniture and all my trinkets and treasures, and live with him in a one-bedroom...
My boyfriend got high, roughed me up, stole my car and passed out while driving over to Magic 7 liquor store. Luckily, he pulled over in front of a red curb at V.O.E. school and fell asleep with the engine running and didn’t run over anybody. Not so lucky for me, the...
I’m 75 years old and live alone with my sweet, 17-year-old raggedy best friend, Bette. I adopted toothless Bette 10 years ago and we’ve been tied at the arthritic hip ever since. She doesn’t eat much anymore and sleeps most of the day and all of the night, except to...
