Rodney Dangerfield had it right. Only he had the wrong gender. I am now finding that being a widow at age 66 is a recipe for invisibility, especially where business dealings are concerned. Then again, maybe it’s not just widowhood, but being older in general. The perfect example of this showed up in a scene […]
Widow Journal: Older, solo women ‘don’t get no respect’ Read More »
Where would we be today without cushiony, perforated tissue (disregarding arguments about which way it should be placed on the holder)?
I’m grateful for toilet tissue Read More »
Finally admitting I could qualify as a helpless widow, I called my brother-in-law to ask for help from my nephews, knowing my son would not appreciate driving 45 minutes one way to put a 48″ light tube in a stupid socket.
Widow Journal Part II: Knowing when to ask for help Read More »
If we were to subject our visitors to a modern form of torture by forcing them to endure a tour of our basement storage shelves, the astute observer would immediately diagnose a bad case of java jeopardy in our house. The malady is apparent from the different models of coffee makers now relegated to a future of dust
We’re in the middle of a coffee conundrum Read More »
Upon attaining Medicare and Social Security age, we are immediately (if not previously) relegated to the trash can status of societal leech and entitlement hog. Accused by younger types of the impending collapse of the country’s economy by how we will soon overwhelm the system, the logical, if unspoken choice would be to slit our
OW or OG (Older Workers or Old Geezers): The country still needs us Read More »
When you’re retired, holiday decorating takes on a new, stress-free flavor. Some might call this the Grinch mode.
Retirement holidays: Practical antiques and diminished expectations Read More »
When you retire, it’s a great time to learn new skills while no longer chasing cars. From the safe perspective of time and distance, we can all review our lives and notice the milestones, the pitfalls and missed opportunities and vow to do better in the future. This is especially true of writers. In my
Old dogs can learn new writing tricks: True confessions of a new author Read More »
If you are not attending a family picnic on July 4, you run the risk of being labeled un-American. For some of us, the holiday is a perfect time to attend or organize a family reunion. A chapter of my book, “Letters from Home: Adventures with Mad Mother, Lemonade Man and the Kid,” (the book
July 4 is all about family reunions and storytelling Read More »
My grandchild is not due to make an appearance in the world until Sept. 1, so I don’t have a legitimate excuse to go see the new Lego movie. However, just seeing the trailers brought back memories of the days when those little plastic toys were a big part of my daily existence . .
The difference between male and female Legomaniacs Read More »
People don’t use china cabinets anymore. Now in the scope of crucial world issues, that ranks right up there with things like the disappearance of front porches. This only came to mind when I was putting away the china tea cups Monday night after Sunday’s season premier of Downton Abbey. My glass-fronted oak furniture holds
Zero to Hero Day 3: Lamenting the loss of china cabinets Read More »
