Tag Archives: middle-age
They Obviously Asked The Wrong People
The response to my bikini dilemma was overwhelming. Just about everyone encouraged me to go for it. But as enthusiastic as you were, I figured I should seek a professional opinion too. So I did a search – “How old is too old for a bikini?” And I found an article that puts age limits …
Knee-Knockin’
I was a really skinny kid. My knees were the biggest part of me. Big bony joints set in the middle of some weird twigs. It doesn’t matter so much when you are eight. Everybody’s knees are scabby wonderlands anyway. Miniskirts were popular when I was in high school in the sixties. I was still …
Mirror, Mirror
Yesterday, I went to my mother’s for our weekly dinner together. It’s my treat, and we alternate between two of her favorite meals – McDonald’s and Subway. This time she chose McDonald’s. Not good for my diet, but certainly okay for my budget. I bought two McDoubles (boy, do I hate those silly names) and …
Searching For Middle Ground
It’s finally warm in Connecticut. So I wanted to wear one of my favorite silk cardigans to work. I was looking for some pants that would match, and I came upon an old pair of crops in my closet. They are a pretty taupe color, and would go great with my sweater. I haven’t worn …
I’m a Good Tipper
Because I have a pile of presents to wrap, and a tree with lights but no decorations, it’s time for the Holiday Re-Run. Here’s a post from way back when I first started to blog (a whole five months ago) and had few readers. But I liked this one, so I am giving it …
Beyond Clean Underwear: Advice From Mom
Today is my mother’s 88th birthday, so I thought it would be appropriate to re-issue this post from August. BEYOND CLEAN UNDERWEAR: ADVICE FROM MOM My mother’s advice extended far beyond bus-proofing my unmentionables. My mother’s advice was wise, witty, and right. The first advice I remember her offering – (there were lots of “don’t …
Beyond Clean Underwear – Advice from Mom
My mother’s advice extended far beyond bus-proofing my unmentionables. My mother’s advice was wise, witty, and right. The first advice I remember her offering – (there were lots of “don’t touch that, you don’t know where it’s been; You’ll put an eye out; Your face will stick that way” warnings) – but this was the …
I’m a Good Tipper
DEAR HAIRDRESSER: Before you start, I’d like to share with you just a couple of my little “issues”: My face is really round. My eyes are close together. My eyebrows are going gray. I have a short neck, but an extra chin. My lips are too thin. I’m very pale. Except when I’m tan. My …
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