Category Archives: Aging
Dad, The Annoying
Every year at this time, I remember my Dad’s birthday with a small tribute. I’ve discussed some of the things I loved about him (‘The Smartest Person’), and some of the things that he loved (“Of Tom Mix and Clam Chowder”). But my Dad was just a guy after all, and he could be just as annoying …
Who Me, Officer?
As I was driving home from Mom’s a few days ago, I rounded a curve and saw that some poor schmuck had been pulled over by a cop. Probably speeding, and although I felt sympathy for the hapless driver – (I’ve always loved that word -‘hapless’- who is that guy, and why has he no …
Stop The Presses!!!!!
I’ve done several posts celebrating really good days. Today is another one! My local newspaper gave me a half-page interview (with photo that is not so hot, but I am overlooking that) on my new book. They interviewed me AS AN AUTHOR! I am an author. And a good one. Me. Really! Here’s the link, …
Just When You’re Ready To Strangle Them
A couple of nights ago, we were having dinner with some old friends. My husband has spent weeks under his classic car trying to get it ready for an upcoming show. So Friend-Hubby volunteered to help. “That would be friggin’ great!” said Hubby enthusiastically. (I thought for a moment he might cry.) “I can come …
Glamour
I rarely post poetry from my other blog (“With Resistance”) here on “Not Quite Old.” But we’ve been discussing favorite actresses in my last several posts (Like Diane Lane). And most recently I shared my love for Audrey Hepburn. My movie-star infatuation reminded me of some of my other Hollywood crushes. Which reminded me of …
The Local Church Ladies Could Hold A Better Raffle
I may be able to write a blog, a novel, and a poem. I may be able to formulate a three-year-plan for the nursery business and negotiate insurance coverage. I may be able to bake a loaf of babka. I may be able to match my blush to the perfect shade of lipstick. I may …
What It Looks Like
In my last post, I described a fictitious (but totally plausible) conversation of younger women’s view of older women. Their view: Old women are OLD. But it’s perfectly natural. When I was ten, someone twenty was old. And then forty seemed really old when I was twenty. And although I abhor those women I wrote …
Age-Appropriate
I noticed over the last year or so that my favorite catalogs have changed. Or perhaps I have. There are two retailers in particular where I used to buy almost all my clothes. They were stylish but age-appropriate. What I used to call “Classic with a side of Funk.” But I have been gradually and …
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