Northern Lights. Familial Sights

Connecting with Nature. Connecting with my Father

Northern Lights

The trip was one-part anniversary present, one-part dream travel destination. Most of all, it was a long, longed-for spiritual re-connection with my father gone from my life for almost 40 years. The trip: to witness the Aurora Borealis, the Northern Lights. Read more

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Epic Fails. In the Gym. In the Kitchen.

I Strike Out EVERYWHERE!

Epic Fails

It’s been quite a week, both glorious and hard. We just returned from an amazing anniversary journey to witness the famed Northern Lights which was a long-time dream of mine. However, the return home was marked by multiple epic fails, most of my own doing. Here are just a few of the lowlights. Read more

Call Me Plastic Surgery Curious

Pondering a Facelift

Plastic Surgery

When I was young, I sniffed and sneered at the idea of plastic surgery. Now that I’ve reached what is politely called “a certain age,” I’m not so sure. At 69, my jowls have headed south, and my neck waddle rivals a turkey. As a result, I’ve become plastic surgery curious. Very curious. Read more

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3 Things Older Women Should Ditch ASAP

Decluttering of and for the Spirit

3 Things A Woman Should Ditch ASAP

I recently saw a list of 55 household items mature women should throw out. It was a curious grab bag featuring futons, wire hangers, and souvenir shot glasses. Useful suggestions (I suppose), but lacking in deep, meaningful advice we older women need So, to correct that omission, here are my 3 Things Older Women Should Ditch ASAP! Read more

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A Champion Napper Meets Her Match

Thousands of Naps Per Day!

A champion napper

I’m not much of an animal lover. I’m scared of dogs. Allergic to cats and during my parenting years, I witnessed the demise of too many goldfish, gerbils, and hermit crabs to count. So, it is with the greatest irony I find myself identifying with — no, make that, jealous of — one creature in the vast animal kingdom.

The animal? Read more

My Default Mode? Guilt, 24/7

So Much for New Year's Resolutions

Default Mode: guilt

Most people are flexing their New Year’s Resolutions muscle. Not me. I’m already stuck in my default mode: guilt! Read more

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