Category Archives: Aging
I Have A Good Excuse
I was late for work today. But I have a really good excuse. First of all, I went to a concert last night. On a weeknight. I stayed out very late. The wee hours. The concert didn’t get over until 11:15! That’s a full one hour and fifteen minutes past my bedtime. And I didn’t …
Why I Don’t Read True-Crime Stories
It was the summer I was twenty. I almost wrote that I was home from college for the summer, but that year, I actually commuted to college so I was home all year anyway. So let’s just say that I was on summer break from school. And dreaming of the Fall when I would actually …
Happy Mother’s Day!
Enough sadness for this week, and for the past, and for the world. My goal in life is to laugh like my mother at 91: Happy Mother’s Day!
Not Having Children
Note: I wrote this essay fourteen years ago. This Mother’s Day, I find I am ready to share it. NOT HAVING CHILDREN I married when I was forty. It was amazing at that age how many people asked me if we were going to have children. No, I’d say, We’re not having children. What is …
Music Lessons
When I was a little girl, my mother told me, “You can do anything you want.” But she added a caveat: “You won’t be good at everything, but you can do everything.” This was such sane advice. And as a result, I always felt a level of calm security entering into anything new. I could …
Look On The Bright Side
Don’t you just love it when someone you think is pretty smart makes an observation that matches exactly an opinion that you happen to have? I so enjoy that validation. This week I was reading the latest post by Jenny Lawson, The Bloggess. (If you haven’t read The Bloggess, and if your taste runs to …
There’s No Escaping Me
About a month ago, I stumbled upon a quote by one of my favorite authors. It resonated with me, and I posted it on my Facebook author page: Yes. Yes. This is not only why I read – it is also why I write. I love taking myself to another world and living an alternative …
They’re Practically Twins!
Considering how much I adored my father, it was astonishing to me that I fell in love with and married a man who was so different from my dad. Take Sports, for example. My father was a true sports fan. Football, basketball, baseball, golf. Though I am a horrible athlete, I know a lot about …
The Naked Truth
WARNING: I hate the thought of offending anyone, so if you do not want to read about lots of man-parts and lady-parts, please come back on a different day. I considered not writing this at all, but an author-friend of mine said, “Are you crazy? All that fabulous material – and you aren’t going to …
Buy Me Flowers
I’m currently working on a very special (and adult-oriented) blog, but Easter weekend needs something more wholesome, so here is a reprise of my Easter post from two years ago. BUY ME FLOWERS Lest you think that my fashion-plateness (platedom, platability?) is a recent avocation, let me present to you little Nancy – Easter Sunday, …
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