aging sucks

BAD TIMING

I am a “reluctant ager” – at least that’s what I have concocted as part of my so-called identity. My identity as a putting on mileage,  advancing in years, flourishing and seasoned human. That’s me… and you! Having written, often, about my distaste for my older-ness I have come to the realization that I needed

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THE EVOLUTION OF MY BAZOOMS

It’s National Breast Cancer Awareness Month! I’ve been aware of breasts ever since I eyeballed those beauties in my cousins’ Playboy magazines. Fascinating and mystifying to young me…. when are they arriving? Lively and full of pep when they eventually made their first appearance. Frolicsome and spirited upon full arrival. Gently sloping, wiggly, jiggly and

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WHO NEEDS SIX FLAGS WHEN YOU HAVE A TILT-A-WHIRL IN YOUR HEAD

I bellied up to the bar, leaned in toward my favorite bartender and ordered an old-fashioned, a Kamikaze, a Bazooka Joe and for good measure… a Jägerbomb. Thanks Coach. I’m hanging with Cliff, Woody, Sam and Diane. There’s Norm in his usual spot. Lillith and Carla just arriving. All us regulars. Then I pipe up,

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