Four Days Gone

Middle aged also means mammogram aged. I've known this abstractly for over 11 months, though it only rose to the forefront of my mind when being told to make my first appointment last week. (I […]

Short Stories

I have never read Kate Atkinson or George Saunders and thought I should, so I put library holds for Kindle versions of whatever books were first available so I'd have something to read on my […]

Unhinged

My keychain (Hello Kitty dressed like a lion for leos) that I had been using since at least 2000, finally fell apart. I never intended to keep it 13 years; I'm just lazy and don't […]

No Winning

When my hair was dark, my roots looked 80% silver. Now my hair is light (and lighter than two weeks ago–mostly just blonde now) and my roots look 80% black. A large part of the […]

Tickled Pink

It's only now that I'm finally feeling it. Maturity. The humid 90s (can't get to Copenhagen soon enough–high of 67? So Oregon-style soothing) made me realize that I've finally made it. From no air, to […]

In Her Shoes

How do you like my Famolares? I’ve bought four pairs of shoes (these used, these, these and these new–weird I never used to wear brown shoes) since Easter because apparently that’s what I do when […]

Not Elderly: 60

I've been so fascinated and self-absorbed with middle age that I hadn't bothered thinking ahead to future horrors, uh, like being called elderly before your time. If I'm still blogging here when I hit elderly […]

Whys

Why does Nurse Jackie get so much action? She is an abrasive, average-looking (though very fit–Edie Falco has mightily toned arms, despite the character being gym-avoidant) late 40s Queens mom and recovering drug addict. The […]