Tag Archives: Aging
Boy Stuff and Girl Stuff
Men and women both have lots of shit. But the shit we collect is very different. I have too many: Clothes (especially sweaters) Shoes – none of which are comfortable Makeup products, but I’m still searching for the right stuff Books Opinions All of these things are crucial, as I am sure you would agree, …
The Sweet Spot
Dogs are good at lots of things. Welcoming you is probably their best talent. They will protect your house and take a walk with you and comfort you when you are sad. They also can bring you sticks and run around in circles. Cats, like Stewart here, excel at finding the sweet spot. That one place …
Skin
I earned an honorable mention in a local art contest when I was twelve. And it infuriated me. I was in seventh grade, and one day in art class, I drew a picture of a Spanish senorita. It wasn’t original; I copied from a picture I saw in a magazine. It looked something like this: …
Isn’t It Romantic?
When I was a little girl, my mother had a ridiculous idea that she was delighted to share with me. Because I was such a princess, it was only fitting that I should marry a prince. Prince Charles, to be specific. He was two years older than I, and a perfect match in her mind. …
Oh, Dear. I’m June Cleaver.
This past weekend we had company. My husband’s cousin and his wife spent a few nights. Folks don’t stay over much. We live out in the country,and most of our friends and relatives think we are somewhere north of Vladivostok. (actually, it’s Connecticut.) But we had a family wedding. Our houseguests’ daughter was getting married …
Sixty Is The New Thirty-Seven
This is my Great-Grandma’s (Meme’s) family. The photo was taken on Meme’s 80th birthday in 1951, the year I was born. There’s a photo somewhere of her in that same chair with me in her arms. But it’s this photo that fascinates me. Standing around Meme are her children. That’s my Grandma on the far …
How To Be Old
I’m normally not much of a concert-goer. I don’t like crowds and I don’t like crowded parking lots, and I especially don’t like crowded ladies’ rooms. I put up with all of the above for the love of my life, James Taylor. Everyone else, not so much. Recently, however, I went to two concerts in …
Glowing
Over the past several weeks, I have written and discarded several posts about hot flashes. Like lots of women, I’ve got the hots, but it seems that everything I could say about these ‘special’ experiences has already been said. They’re annoying. They’re uncomfortable. They’re funny. They’re embarrassing. Yada yada yada. On the whole, I don’t …
Hang Up.
Just about everyone gets a bad boss sooner or later. At my age, I’ve been through several. My motto has always been, “Just Outlast the Bastard.” For the most part, that mantra has worked pretty well. Executives seem to either rise in the organization or leave. So I just hang on till the obnoxious boss …
Steppin’ Out With My Baby (Toes)
(Note: About two months ago, I read a blog about feet, and ever since, I’ve been worried about mine. I looked for that blog again, but I can’t seem to find it. So if those were your original feet – this is dedicated to you.) Some of my body parts have held up rather well …
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