Aging Schmaging

I had the opportunity to spend time at a local casino this past weekend. My reasons for being there were mostly food related, but there was “a pull” to do more. (I really wish they still had slot machines with arms that pulled down…that made the experience seem authentic.) My mom, when alive, loved the casino. Even after her terminal… Read More

The temperature was not exactly warm todayabout 10 degrees less than averagebut the sun was at least shining. After finishing some work and pesky chores, I decided to sneak outside and absorb a little Vitamin D. Booker was sleeping in the garage, and I wanted to keep it that way. As much as I adore him, he tends to get… Read More

I had an e-mail from a friend of mine apologizing for not responding to my e-mail sooner. She is busy organizing her luggage and bring-alongs for a two month trip in Tibet and China. Besides working on her botanical drawings this woman intends to teach English to Tibetan nuns, work on improving their drinking water supply, and has started a… Read More

There was a segment on NBC’s Today Show discussing the growing reluctance of Baby Boomer women wanting to be called “Grandmother.” The consensus was it dredged up an image of an old, wrinkled, housecoat-wearing woman. “That is NOT us!” the panel of women guests proclaimed. They further debated the competition among grandmothers-to-be when it comes to what, exactly, they do… Read More

I was ripping out gi-normous weeds from our garden today. What the heck? We still havent had a stretch of decent weather, good plants are barely stirring, and yet the weeds are apparently on steroids and moving upwards. Have you ever noticed you can ruthlessly hack and mangle a weed, toss it aside on rocks to die, and come back… Read More