Thanksgiving will be like no other because of last Thanksgiving. This year many of us dare to gather but we cannot forget what we lived through just one Thanksgiving ago. And that remembrance makes this Thanksgiving all the more special.
Most of us are going to gather despite the rising rates of Covid, because it's time for us to be together again. We are ready to celebrate and be hopeful.
The simple act of gathering has taken on new meaning. The gathering is the grand prize of this Thanksgiving....
A fashion company founded by Two BA5O's who are both cancer survivors, who manufacture their products in the garment district in New York City, with products made from sustainable materials (like plastics found on the beach), with profits going to the oceans and cancer. I mean every thread of this company has been thought out and has purpose!
You will definitely be inspired by this conversation with designer Kay Unger and Lynn Obrien and if you plan on going in the sun in the near future -- you will definitely want to wear these second skin fabrics that protect you from the sun.
Every element of these designs are created with the woman over 50 in mind. They are attractive, useful and allow us to be free doing what we love while protecting our skin.
Be sure to shop the 20 percent off bundled product offerings and their post Thanksgiving weekend holiday sale.
Let us know what you think on Instagram....
Mom and Dad are gone. I’m not complaining. I know in my 60’s it would be unusual to have a living parent. But still, normal or not,
I miss them.
Most recently, I’ve been talking to my Mom who has been gone for 2 years.
“I feel like calling Mom lately.” I texted my 3 sisters.
“Does this happen to you?”
“So much, it happens often.”
And then, there I was waiting for my booster and the 95 year old woman next to me introduced herself. My name is Florence Somethingstein , do you live around here?...
Whatever the reason, I thought last year's binging behavior was over -- so over. My couch slouch posture had righted itself and I walked defiantly away from the screen and clicker last May but alas, I'm back with no regrets.
I have even upped my binging game this time as the ridiculously short days of daylight and the crazy rains creep in and have kept us inside these past 2 weeks. Armed with the new Disney Plus App and Apple TV access, an ability to caste effortlessly without dialing up the kids on the west coast, wrapped in my new faux fur blankie from Pottery Barn, I am ever ready for my great escapes.
Ready, Aim, Click.....I dim the lights, aim the TV clicker and let the stories roll.
So here's what I'm loving lately and what my friends are recommending: ...
Like a fair weather sports fan who had given up on their team in a down season, I guiltily admitted that I had forgotten how much I adored the buzz of the city and felt badly that I didn't think NYC could feel like this again.
And for the first time in 2 years, I felt the fear of being in the city melt away and the allure returned.
Breakfast Paris meets NYC style with Auntie Dina, a cultural immersion and the charge one gets from walking miles and miles with my friend in NYC ...
"When are we leaving? It's already mid-October and we are the only ones on our street who are still here." My husband has been ready move on from our island home of almost 6 months and back on the mainland of life.
"Wow, really, you're ready? I have so many writing projects. I'm starting my Podcast. I will get distracted by life if I leave here. It's so cozy and quiet here. I can think here. All the tourists have left. I love it."
"You mean you just want to stay for another month or two?"
"That would be awesome." What a gem of a guy I think.
"Nope, that's not gonna happen."
"Holy, shit he's really ready."...
My feet start twitching and I am out of my chair -- I’m so excited.
I am suddenly 12 years old again, and a little giddy with the idea. That beastly Covid has ruined our annual sleepovers for too long.
Like a rebellious pre-teen, we feel courageous and agree to a date.
I had been at her place last time, so we were going to start this round at my place. It was my turn now.
I wanted to get her something special to commemorate the sleepover re-launch. My British friend had told me about these amazing PJ’s and so I went on-line to check them out. They were fabulous looking and frankly looked a little British.
Today I interviewed Carolyn Snider and Karen Philip founders of Tell Me A Story and learned how they capture a lifetime of stories in one gorgeous hardcover book. Everyone has a story worth telling. Do you think you have a family history you would like told? This is a fantastic gift for the whole family. BA50s get a 10% discount...
I walked off the beach yesterday and my pulse was racing. An enormous jeep truck was spinning its wheels trying to move out of the deep soft sand. Deeper and deeper it sunk into the depths and then it began to spin sideways banging up against my friend's jeep. And the driver didn't stop as we watched shocked from our beach chairs. The bumpers were grinding and the driver kept trying to accelerate his way out of the quicksand like mess....
"Hurricane Henri is predicted to arrive early Sunday," I said to my kids.
Be careful Mom they chimed in from the other coast.
I'm so excited. I don't care if Henri isn't well behaved. He's invited, and we will be ready. "I can't wait, I wish you were here. ("OMG, I'm so annoying, I have to stop saying I wish you were here -- but I laugh to myself, since they can't come at least Henri is coming")
Guest Henri requires some prep. We prefer a short stay but hope he's not too irritable. I fill the car with groceries, batteries, grab the last flash light from the drugstore and wonder about that bad decision to NOT spring for the generator....