Category Archives: Aging
I’m Finally Ready
In the winter of my junior year of college, the brief phenomenon known as Streaking streaked through our campus. Boys in thick work boots and wool hats and nothing else ran by the women’s dorms every evening. One night, a dozen boys staged a relay. We watched from our windows as they ran by in one-minute …
Multi-Tasking
Most evenings, I watch TV with my laptop on my lap (which is why it is so named). TV is better if you don’t pay too much attention. So I write my blog, read other people’s blogs, converse on Facebook, and play Words With Friends and Spider Solitaire. Usually all at the same time. Most …
I’m A Fast Learner
I hate the expression, “You can’t teach an old dog new tricks.” Learning has nothing to do with age. Why just this year, I have figured out how to write and manage a blog, how to install and use a scanner, how to work my new iPhone – I’ve even downloaded two (count ’em: 2!) …
A Tasteless, Yet Gratifying, Tale
Somewhere around my fifth year of college, I rediscovered my shyness. Inexplicably, I felt thirteen again. Awkward, unattractive, tongue-tied. I stopped dating. I forgot how to flirt. It was a phase. It lasted ten years. When I hit thirty, I figured it was time to do more than work and go to school. So I …
Zumba Babe
So we’re watching TV a few nights ago, and a commercial comes on for Zumba DVDs. There’s a really hot babe – she’s sweating like someone poured a Flashdance bucket on her. She’s what they used to call ‘scantily clad’. And she’s thrusting her lady parts like her joints are lubricated with… um… lubricant. By …
Drive-In
You know what I miss? I miss the Drive-In. Drive-Ins were such a weird invention. Some nut-case (actually his name was Hollingshead) way back in the twenties decided that it would be a great idea to sit in your car and watch a movie. It took about twenty years to perfect the screen and the sound… …
Let Me Hint Louder
Because I didn’t marry until I was forty, I missed an important little fact about men. (Of course it is possible that missing this lesson was one reason why I didn’t marry until forty.) It’s intuition. Men have none. They have no sense of ‘sense’. When I was a little girl, communication with my mother …
Vacation Plans
This week,Coming East wrote about her “Anti-Bucket List” – about all the things she would never want to do. The first thing that popped into my head was that I didn’t want to eat any bugs. Because I don’t care to ingest insects, I guess I would not be a very good candidate for “Survivor”. I …
Career Choice
My husband retired last year. He doesn’t particularly like it. (I think I might particularly like it, but that’s another story.) He sold advertising, but in this economy, sales were down for the company he worked for, and they couldn’t afford him anymore. He was already 65, so he retired. And now he’s 66, so …
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