Just like exercising with my personal trainer, sometimes my favorite part of a date is when it’s over. It doesn’t necessarily have anything to do with the man. The date could have been wonderful, stimulating, sexy. But once he’s left me......
I never thought I would be satisfied with FaceTime as a completely connected visit…but now I am. It wasn’t like that back in March.
Every time I would ...
"Not too short, right?" I showed him the picture of the perfectly coiffed model sporting a layered bob. "I like this."
He held up the chin-length strand of hair - his comb flirting the frayed ends. Lifted the razor and sliced - two inches from my head.
Excuse me!
"Excuse me?" I stammered....
My new Bumble profile went live.
I held my breath. Newly separated for four months, I had packed some bags and moved to Los Angeles for the summer. It was the adventure I needed.
On Bumble, I mostly swiped left. Occasionally swiped right. I matched. I chatted with men within the app. I tentatively shared my cell phone number. I finally agreed to meet a man for lunch in Venice Beach. ...
"In 2020, Karen is no longer “an easy name.” Once popular for girls born in the 1960s, it then became a pseudonym for a middle-aged busybody with a blond choppy...
We looked to each other for yet another round of backgammon thinking about how lucky we were to have a playmate. We stayed cheery. We celebrated what a great job we'd done raising our kids and that they were so independent and didn't need a thing from us. We counted our blessings. Sure it was a bummer that the dog had died, and our annual friend visits were all cancelled, but hey! But then....enough was enough!...
I am committed to wearing a mask when I am out and about but like most of you, it's hard to find the perfect mask. I decided to review my learnings after work...
There was absolutely no way I was going to state my weight in front of my husband, the pilot and 6 other passengers, but the truth was that I didn’t know what I weighed because I hadn’t stepped on a scale in two years. I was rattled because the stakes were so high. I needed to pick a number that was as large as I thought I looked because I didn’t want to bring the plane down....
I feel like I really worked this issue out of whether I am willing to change my behavior around a topic that is near and dear to me....well, I think I figured it out pretty clearly but perhaps not! ...
By now everyone has a post-Covid fantasy: the ‘ I can’t wait to (fill in the blank) when this is all over’. Here’s mine: Cue the lights, raise the curtain, the ...
I honestly thought I was ready. Last Friday was one of those perfect early-summer evenings: sunny, warm-but not too warm- a wisp of a breeze. A perfect night to...
I'm starting to behave like a dog who has had invisible fence training. When someone "trespasses" into my space I get zapped! An alarm shoots through my ...
I rammed my big toe into the bottom of my bed the other night. It was the first night in four months that I was attempting to sleep in my land bed. I knew, and ...
In the middle of this pandemic I am reminded how it feels to simultaneously love and hate something. Thanks, Zoom! It’s been a while since I’ve had this love/hate feeling. After all, my kids have not been teenagers for quite some time....
During the last two-and-a-half months of staying at home and waiting for the coronavirus to seep under my door, I’ve been watching my hair go gray. What else wa...
I’m not going to be awarded the Medal of Honor for my behavior during the global pandemic.
As the media issued dire warnings about massive, inevitable deaths f...
I never thought this would happen to me. Anyone who has met me for 5 minutes or known me for a lifetime would never hesitate to call me an extrovert. And, I would agree. I thrive on social interaction and my brain synapses shift into full gear when around other people. At least that's been my experience for 99% of my life until now....
It was the first Third Date I had been on since my separation. He was cute, younger, and funny. But I knew with the third date, there were expectations, especially after that Uber ride with him at the end of our last date—hands groping, tongues entwining....
I can hear you. “Patient is Female. Over 60 . Immuno -suppressed due to complications from arthritis drugs, recurrent pneumonia, lung issues Survival is doubtful. Umm.. no. Next” And so I will be passed over for the ventilator. The fact of the matter is that I’m closer to 70 than 60....
