Category Archives: Aging
Just An Excuse To Draw Something Silly
Have you ever seen “Lucky” magazine? I kept seeing references to “Lucky” on fashion web sites. It’s a magazine devoted to SHOPPING. Well, that’s right up my alley. The name of my alley, as a matter of fact, if that alley was called Shopaholic Street. I could use (yet) another source for sampling the latest …
Beginner’s Luck
I hate Beginner’s Luck. Beginner’s Luck is the way the universe makes raspberries at your ego. I didn’t have beginner’s luck as a kid. I didn’t have any kind of luck. I was the type of kid who never drew an ace in a game of War, but I could count on getting the Old …
All Girls Are Welcome Here
Did you know that Amelia Earhart designed her own clothes? I can’t tell you how much I am cheered by this fact. Recently I had a conversation with an eight-year-old. This girl is nothing like me. I was a girly-girl from the get-go. I loved baby dolls and crinolines and patent leather shoes, and dresses …
I Don’t Care
I love it when I remember something I didn’t even know I remembered. Yesterday a crazy memory bubbled up from somewhere in my addled storage facility. Years ago I took an evening art class – Watercolor Painting. (Sometimes I wish I were British so I could type Watercolour. Isn’t that classy? And I’d say “Whilst” …
Child Prodigy
In memory of Donna Douglas – whose style I scorned, but whose show I never missed – here’s my post from a couple of years ago…. CHILD PRODIGY By now I am sure you are wondering: How in the world did Nancy acquire her unerring fashion sense? Well, I don’t want to discourage …
One Easy Resolution For 2015
This is a story with a moral. And the moral offers one easy New Year’s resolution that is guaranteed to make your life better. I mean it: Easy and Guaranteed. What more could you ask? Years ago, I was in a very bad situation with my job. My boss and I – after years …
O Christmas Pan!
Time for Christmas reruns…. Here’s my favorite Christmas story. To my husband’s chagrin, I tell it often. O CHRISTMAS PAN! I met my husband in November 1989. By Christmas we were pretty much living together. We weren’t kids – he was in his forties and I was thirty-eight. So we didn’t see much sense …
The Huffington Post!!!
Happy News! My first Blog on the Huffington Post!!!! And on the very bottom of the page! The BEST location! (right?) Dear Hairdresser P.S. Give me a “Like” on the post. (If you do, that is….). Huffpost counts all those little thumbs-up.
The Bad Influence
This is a story of a childhood friend. But the story isn’t really about the friend, or about me, or even about friendship in general. When all is said and done, this is a story about my mother. Today is her 91st birthday, and this story is about the kind of mother and person she …
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