First of all, I want to make it perfectly clear that none of this is my fault. Yes, I know, I recently posted that blog about wanting to slow down (see To Do or Not To Do). Two essays ago, when I was overcome by self-reflection brought on by another birthday, I wrote
So your Gen Z grandkid is home from school. (Can you believe she’s in college already!?!) You overhear her talking on her iGen iPhone to her bestie. It sounds like she’s speaking English, but is she? Not that you mean to be nosy, but you don’t understand a thing she says. But if you want
So I just had another birthday. How do I feel about that? Since you only stop having them after you’re dead, I guess I feel pretty good. In fact, I’ve recently made some serious investments in the future by electing to renew my car registration for two years instead of one, and my membership in
Did you know that Valentine’s Day has been celebrated since 496 AD? So it’s not some contemporary occasion created by the greeting card companies! St. Valentine, a Roman Catholic clergyman who was martyred on February 14, is the patron saint of lovers, epileptics, and beekeepers. Surely there is a connection
What a great time to be a professional complainer. Like myself. And to have written a how-to book about the subject, which will, no doubt, be catapulted to the best seller list due to a recent article in The New York Times. Nearly 10 years into my third-act career and I have finally been validated.
This wasn’t the first time that Susan Goldfein had considered a transition. But in her early 70s, the part-time Palm Beach resident saw the ending of the job she had given her all to, and at a point where many consider retirement, she found that "‘retire’ was like a four-letter word," she says. So instead of taking
Perhaps it’s the post-holiday season lull, or the lull in my brain due to a horrid head cold, but lately I find myself pondering insignificant, mundane communication transactions that occur with regularity in our daily lives. I catch myself ruminating about things I would normally ignore. For example, the other afternoon, when the check-out person
He’s ba-a-a-ck! Baby New Year, that is, this time ringing in, not just a new year, but a whole new decade. And as we usher in 2020, let’s raise a glass to the ladies. 2020 has been labeled The Year of the Woman, since it commemorates the 100th anniversary of the 19th amendment. And how
Think you have enough gadgets and energy-saving devices that make life so much easier? Well, you don’t. Because each year new products appear on the market to fill a need you don’t know you have. 2019 produced some doozies, and I can’t wait to discover what 2020 will bring forth. Will the Apple phone keep
I am crestfallen. Dispirited. Sad. Dejected. Although in this matter, I prefer crestfallen to the other synonyms since the origin of the word has to do with animals. And my current unhappy mood has everything to do with an animal. And with an article I recently read concerning research into the emotional life of dogs.
