The inevitable has happened. The insidious process has reached its conclusion. The final step has been taken, and the journey is over. I can deny it no longer. I have become my mother! Despite our self-righteous cries as young girls that we will never be like her, one day we look in the mirror, and
Remaining mostly at home during this past year of COVID-19 has opened my eyes to many things. Some of which I would rather have not seen. For example, the dust bunnies under my bed. Or the water spots that accumulate way too frequently on the shower door. And the grease that hides in the crevices
I have long ago made peace with the fact that I am not a manicure person. In fact, my fingernails are one (or ten) of the least favorite parts of my body, second only to my Buddha belly and skinny ankles. And I don't think my fingernails are too crazy about me, either. If they
We just sold our house! I regard this event with both sadness and relief. Sadness because when we purchased this ugly duckling 11 years ago, together we transformed it into the beautiful swan it is today. Our blood, sweat, and tears, not to mention cash, went into each tile, each light fixture, each plant
May is Older Americans Month, or so proclaimed President Gerald Ford in 1976. It's the month that the nation is supposed to honor all the past and present contributions made by its senior citizens. Since I've already wasted 15 days in not acknowledging the greatness of my cohorts, I thought I'd use this blog to
The calendar says it's May, so it must be time for the annual snowbird migration from the now-too-warm south to the more comfortable north. As I rip up the April page, I automatically shift into transition mode. If you've been following my essays for a year or more, you already know that for me
I’ve come to regard the past year as a period of hibernation. After all, what exactly is hibernation but a time when many species of animals, not just bears, succumb to a state of minimal activity and metabolic depression. I ask you, is this not an apt description of how most of us have been
I have this friend. Let’s call her Nicky. (Short for the five-cent coin.) Nicky is an otherwise smart and sensible woman, but she does have her idiosyncratic causes. For example, she once took on the haters and formed a support group for people over 65 who refused to give up their AOL account. Riding on
Yeet! Get ready Boomers and Pre-Boomers, it’s Spring Break time again and your Gen Z grandkids are on the loose. Want to spend some time with them and be really savage? Then don’t be baby and learn to talk the talk! Yes, it’s time for our annual English as a Second Language quiz. Challenge your
Today, March 1st, marks the beginning of Women’s History Month. Or, from a feminist perspective, it’s Women’s HERstory Month. But “Tomato – Tomahto ,” however you say it, it’s the month in which we honor women of valor. It’s the month in which we flaunt the color purple, a color which I don’t
