Dear Readers: I hope you all had a lovely and relatively stress-free Thanksgiving, filled with good food and good company, and void of any political conversation. And, if you’re like me, you probably made a vow after that last piece of pie that you would never eat again. But despite my best intentions,
It seems to me there’s a critical age at which each time you add another candle to your cake, you also add another health care practitioner. If I reviewed my count of medical specialists, let’s say, at age 35, the list might just fit on the head of a pin. And now, I believe I’d
(with special thanks to Allie, Chloe and Jack) I believe, by dint of diligence and a sassy haircut, that I have obtained Cool Grandparent status. I try to stay in touch with things that interest my iGen and post-iGen grandkids. Whether it's the latest music and who's #1 on the charts (are there still charts?),
I recently read a study that said fun is more fun when it's shared with friends. While this may be something we know instinctively, scientific validation is always reassuring. Now when someone in your group asks "Are we having fun yet?" you can roll your eyes and point to the data. Thus, it was the
My husband and I just returned from a successful 10-day holiday. I deem it successful because we managed to avoid almost all of the hazards of traveling. We had: no flight delays, no lost luggage, comfortable hotels, absence of intestinal backlash, good weather, and letting others do the driving, which greatly minimizes opportunities
This essay originally appeared on September 17, 2015. I'm pleased to say I'm still standing and embracing the Third Stage of my life! For those of you who have imagined me lounging by the pool for the month of August, that couldn't be further from the truth. In fact, I've been lounging on my screen
Labor Day weekend is upon us, and despite the fact that we were just experiencing a heat wave, come Monday, summer is unofficially at an end. In truth, summer is not really over until the calendar says it is, on or about September 21. But then, the calendar completely ignores the real indications of the
We all know that life isn't fair. I think we learn that when we're still young, and the examples keep piling up. For instance, have you ever been in a public restroom stall, and just finishing your business, when the toilet paper falls off the spindle and rolls under the door? Not fair! Or, you're
Diet Day 0. It's the Sunday before my personal D-Day, the Monday on which I have vowed to begin a Diet. I had not made this a New Year's resolution despite the fact that I have noted some new fat cells ganging up around my middle. Cut yourself some slack, I told myself. Body positivity
It has recently come to my attention that my fashion image is in serious need of a makeover. My entire wardrobe, which I believed to be tasteful and age-appropriate, is, in fact, quite boring. And boring is not the look for which I was striving. This dismaying, and no doubt, costly, epiphany dawned via a
