Laments About Arthritic Adventures

Online Cremation Services? No Thanks

I'm Doing a Slow Burn Over the Very Idea

direct-to-consumer cremation services

Online dating. Online shopping. “What’s next in the world of online convenience?” you ask. Well, thanks to companies with names like Tulip and Solace, you can send Mom and Dad to that Great Urn in the Sky without budging from your couch and — hold onto your mouse — get their mortal remains sent to you via USPS! Read more

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I Ain’t Old. Just Ask Methuselah

I'm Still Muddling through Middle Age

I Ain't Old. Just Ask Methuselah

You’re as old as you feel. Well, today I feel as old as Methuselah. And “for the record,” Methuselah was 969.

Now, I mention “old” man Methuselah not to kvetch about my aching back, bones, and feet but to make a point about aging, more specifically, definitions of age. How old is “old?” And when does middle-age end? Read more

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Meet László and Marika Somogyi

Two Extraordinary People. Models of Resilience, Caring, and Kindness

Meet László and Marika Somogyi

Today, June 1, is a grand day in the lives of two extraordinary people — László and Marika Somogyi.

It is László’s 91st birthday and it’s also the couple’s 71st wedding anniversary. Both lived through the Holocaust and the Hungarian Revolution. Both are exemplary models of resilience, grace, and kindness who remain as optimistic and engaged with life as they were in their youth. Read more

It’s My Birthday and I’ll Ramble If I Want To!

Assorted Thoughts on my B-day

It's My Birthday and I'll Ramble If I Want To

It’s my 68th birthday. I’m not having a party, but I do have a few random thoughts on texting, cartoons, and not-so-complimentary compliments. Read more

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Trouble in Marital Paradise

Handsome Hubby's Got Yet A(nother) New Honey

Trouble in Marital Paradise

There’s trouble in marital paradise. Handsome Hubby, the man with a roving eye, has got yet another new honey. He’s spending all his free time with her, and I worry his work is suffering too.

All HH’s friends think she’s hot too. They’re also spending time with her, using and abusing her. It’s disgusting. Read more

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My 50th High School Reunion

Wow! That's All I Can Say. WOW!

My 50th High School Reunion

Just back from my 50th (!) high school reunion and I’m still wondering where have the years gone. Surely, I/we cannot possibly be old enough to warrant a half-century coming together? Yet, there we were, throwing masks and caution to the wind, hugging, kissing, and reminiscing faster than the DJ could spin tunes.

I’m challenged to process my feelings Read more

Some Men Show Love with Hardware, not Hard Slaps

A Non-Will Smith Blog

Household hardware

While much of the nation is still obsessed with The Slap, Handsome Hubby is indulging in one of his obsessions — household hardware. The man is a drawer pull, knob, switch plate, and electrical outlet cover fanatic. Yes, this blog is about a man who shows his love with hardware, not hard slaps. Read more

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Ready to “Dip” Into the Diamond Market?

Hidden Valley Ranch Dressing Has Just the Bling!

Dip into the diamond market

Man-made diamonds have been around since the 1940s, but diamonds made of food products? Well, that’s a relatively new trend, both from a fashion — and culinary — standpoint. Are you ready to “dip” into the food-based diamond market?

If so, the very latest comes from the makers of Hidden Valley, the Chicago-based condiment maker, which worked with geologist Dean VandenBiesen to create a two-carat sparkler out of its famed ranch dressing. Read more

The Day My Music Died

Curse You, Not-so-Smart Phones and The Cloud, Too!

The Day My Music Died

Some people like to listen to music as background noise. Not me. To me, music is sacrosanct. I listen to music with an almost religious intensity. Yet, recently, there was a crisis in my musical life. The day started out normal. Peaceful. But when it ended, it was the day my music died. Read more

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Wanted: A New Best Friend

I'm Not Fickle. Just Lonely

Wanted Reno best friend

Six months in, life in Reno is going surprisingly well. Admittedly, I don’t like the cold, but I knew that from the proverbial get-go. But after months of contractor and supply chain delays, the house is finally shaping up. Handsome Hubby is enjoying spending time with old friends. We’re healthy. Work is good. Still, I’m lonely. I don’t have an RBF — a Reno best friend. Read more