While it is true you will never find this girl in a gym, I do admit to swimming, walking and I was a tennis girl for about twenty years. While those halcyon days at the club are gone, I do still walk around. Just the other day I went to the Railroad Park with GrandBears… Continue reading Pickleball Tried To Kill Me…
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Massage Brain…
It's been a minute since this girl hit the spa. Although I am fanatic about weekly blowouts and never, ever, have chipped nails, massage has suffered. I had that corporate job that demanded constant attention and time, as well as weekends. Silly girl. Friendships and, evidently, massages were also affected. So on a particularly cold… Continue reading Massage Brain…
The Tummy Tap…
It was the tummy tap heard round the world. Former President Bush, navigating the row at Jimmy Carter's funeral, gave Barack Obama a tap on the tummy, bro style. Obama was dishing throughout the ceremony with Donald Trump. The boys were laughing, chatting amiably, unfazed by Kamala's lack of greeting or handshake. It's akin to… Continue reading The Tummy Tap…
New Year Guidelines…
Can refusing to make resolutions free us from failure in the new year? What would happen if we let the year unfold willy-nilly and toss us around however it wishes? Would our lives look any different? My best laid plans never included widowhood, cancer and Skittish Tabby as my bestie. Well, that last part may… Continue reading New Year Guidelines…
You’re Dead To Us…
Just when I think we've run out of adventures, another pops up to astound and amaze. The scene: Old Town Scottsdale. The players: Self and Sorority Sister. Sorority Sister's husband went home after dinner like husbands are known to do in the presence of girlfriends. "Let's have an after-dinner drink," suggests Sorority Sister. "I'm game."… Continue reading You’re Dead To Us…
Your Tree Is Tacky…
I am offended. And you should be too. According to those in the know, Christmas trees that do not adhere to a theme are tacky. Look it up. It's all over Instagram and TikTok, and those arbiters of style know everything, right? They include the trees of our childhood sprinkled with tinsel and big-bulbed, multi-colored… Continue reading Your Tree Is Tacky…
Magic Seeds…
For those of us who eat like grade school children, healthy foods rarely grapple for attention. Facts are facts. Nuts do not make milk. Tofu is coagulated soy milk curd pressed into white blocks, not meat. And it doesn't taste like meat you liar. Fake cheese doesn't melt on nachos. And rarely will you encounter… Continue reading Magic Seeds…
Vampire Lifts Are Not The Answer…
Sipping coffee with a gal pal who says, "You should write about age. Age and jobs. Age and bodies. Age and dating. It's a pain in the ass." She's right. Aging is definitely different for the girls. Her frustration comes from a job hunt. She is a super-talented events and trade show planner looking for… Continue reading Vampire Lifts Are Not The Answer…
The Girls Who Launched Hallmark Movies…
Hallmark did not create their signature small-town romance movies. You know the stories. Boy meets girl. Boy loses girl. Girl rebounds with bad boy. Original boy becomes brooding. Girl cries in her pillow. Girl chases her dream. Girl returns to her small New England town in either Fall or Christmas time and learns to live… Continue reading The Girls Who Launched Hallmark Movies…
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