Felled by allergies, I spend a sick day watching Netflix. Yup, like when we were little. Snuggled up in a blanket on the couch. Netflix is offering Sex And The City for those who never had HBO. It's caused a stir amongst Gen Z so I thought I'd re-check it out. You know, for research.… Continue reading It’s The Collection That Counts…
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The Answer Is Easy…
A debate rages on TikTok. The harbinger of all things trendy and important to our existence finds itself on the losing end of man versus woman. Women are listing the many reasons they do not need, want, or desire a man in their lives. Men are calling bullshit. And they're mad. One gal says a… Continue reading The Answer Is Easy…
Did Someone Say Botox?…
Someone punched her Botox V-card. Result-why the hell did I wait so long? I, and my lineless forehead, are feeling kinda special, especially after waving goodbye to those nasty 11s. Since I waited sooo long to start, the forehead is not lineless but pretty close. Word is it gets better with time and frequency. Eyebrow… Continue reading Did Someone Say Botox?…
Celeb Coming Through…
California, amongst its many hallmarks, is home to a plethora of celebrities. On any given day, you may spy an FP (famous person) on the street or in a restaurant. Mostly, they are much smaller in real life and have over large heads for their tiny bodies. And they are impossibly thin. San Diego, mecca… Continue reading Celeb Coming Through…
Inner Karen Emerges…
Baby Pea, Grand Bears 1 and 3, and this girl traveled to attend Grand Bear 2's second birthday. Got there, celebrated with a visit from the uber-famous in the under-ten set, Elsa, and settled in for the drive back. With me so far? The stop for food is a bit sketch. Baby Pea and I… Continue reading Inner Karen Emerges…
Valentine Evolution…
When the love of your life drops dead, Valentine's Day looks different. Its evolution is a bit like grief. At first, it's sad. Then angry. Then sad. Then depressed. Then sad. Then accepting. Then, eventually, meh. It's Valentine's Day. The three a.m. wake up and worry about the world last eve ended up reflective. Women… Continue reading Valentine Evolution…
Where’s My Fur?…
Some do not look back on the late eighties and nineties with disdain. We have appreciation and respect for big hair, jingling bracelets, gold layered necklaces, and the elevating nature of fur--faux, of course, we're not barbarians. Trousers were black and wide, with cinched, high waists. Versace silk blouses screamed color. Heels were high and… Continue reading Where’s My Fur?…
The Wrath of Amoxicillin…
Three a.m. wake-up is not unusual. Middle-of-the-night wake-up to worry is frequent. Worry over work, the future, the world, what to wear tomorrow, and whether I locked the door fills the brain. Do I get up to check? Of course not. The alligator under the bed might get me. This particular night is different. A… Continue reading The Wrath of Amoxicillin…
Cheers Ladies…
Last Saturday I got home at two-thirty a.m. Was it due to dancing, the country dive bar, or perhaps a gentleman? Nope. It was the chicks. Construction Girl had a birthday of some note so the ladies gathered. Ages range from young thirties to well above that. Politics, business, the world in general, marriages, divorces,… Continue reading Cheers Ladies…
Dating. Why?…
When I was with the Woo-Woo Medium, she blurted, "And you don't date, why not?" That nugget was not information I had shared. Perhaps disgust is written all over my face. The topic comes up again in a conversation with work pals. Every once in a while, I can be coerced on a date. Generally,… Continue reading Dating. Why?…
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