I wanted this blog to be positive, free of fiery and fierce political rhetoric. I did not want to make it a forum for hate speech or rigid doctrinaire policy statements. In the interests of free speech, I even let a friend post a “Go Cleveland” comment in response to my “Go Golden State Warriors”
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My dear Middle-aged Muddlers, last week as you recall, I “documented” my struggle to combat the shame of a droopy mouth and thin lips. In my 20s, 30s, and 40s, I used excessive amounts of lip liner, lipstick and lip gloss to compensate. I also awkwardly smiled a lot to mask the droop. In my
The amazing screenwriter, journalist, and author Nora Ephron hated her sagging neck. I hate my lips. Nora lamented the pitfalls of maturing – aka aging –in her best-selling book, I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman. As the title suggests, she especially bemoaned her saggy, baggy neckline and her
Do you suffer from inheritance guilt? It’s a problem many of us middle-aged baby boomers face. Your parents pass on and you inherit all their “stuff.” Are you grateful or do you buckle under the weight of unwanted material overload and guilt? Nowadays, more and more of us fall into the suffering and lamenting category.
My recipe for good health and vitality is not fresh fruit, but vanity. Yes, apples are nice, but compliments are so much better. Yesterday I had several errands to run and a few appointments to keep. It was a busy day. So, I made an effort, did a bit more than just throw on some
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A recent Saturday night at the Greek Theatre in Berkeley, Ca. Handsome Hubby and I went to the famed venue for the first time to see Beck, a musician I have long admired and long wanted to see. The concert was sold out, but a friend gave us her VIP tickets. What a generous treat.
Cats Make Me Scratch
Cat Lovers Are Unconvinced
I wanted this blog to be positive, free of fiery and fierce political rhetoric. I did not want to make it a forum for hate speech or rigid doctrinaire policy statements. In the interests of free speech, I even let a friend post a “Go Cleveland” comment in response to my “Go Golden State Warriors”
Thin Lips and Thin-Skinned
Only the Brave Visit the Plastic Surgeon
My dear Middle-aged Muddlers, last week as you recall, I “documented” my struggle to combat the shame of a droopy mouth and thin lips. In my 20s, 30s, and 40s, I used excessive amounts of lip liner, lipstick and lip gloss to compensate. I also awkwardly smiled a lot to mask the droop. In my
Nora’s Neck, My Thin Lips
Self-image Bites
The amazing screenwriter, journalist, and author Nora Ephron hated her sagging neck. I hate my lips. Nora lamented the pitfalls of maturing – aka aging –in her best-selling book, I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman. As the title suggests, she especially bemoaned her saggy, baggy neckline and her
Inheritance Guilt
Much Too Much of a Good Thing
Do you suffer from inheritance guilt? It’s a problem many of us middle-aged baby boomers face. Your parents pass on and you inherit all their “stuff.” Are you grateful or do you buckle under the weight of unwanted material overload and guilt? Nowadays, more and more of us fall into the suffering and lamenting category.
Apples are OK. Compliments are Better
A Compliment a Day Keeps the Old Age Blues at Bay
My recipe for good health and vitality is not fresh fruit, but vanity. Yes, apples are nice, but compliments are so much better. Yesterday I had several errands to run and a few appointments to keep. It was a busy day. So, I made an effort, did a bit more than just throw on some
Second-Hand Dope
Smoke Gets in Your Eyes, Lungs ...
A recent Saturday night at the Greek Theatre in Berkeley, Ca. Handsome Hubby and I went to the famed venue for the first time to see Beck, a musician I have long admired and long wanted to see. The concert was sold out, but a friend gave us her VIP tickets. What a generous treat.