Becoming A Parent Changed the Way I Saw My Own Parents


I wasn’t the happiest of teenagers and didn’t have the best of relationships with my parents.  Our combative relationship reached its peak when I was a junior in college and my very religious parents found out that I was sleeping with my college boyfriend. Being the good and emotionally repressed Catholics (and college English majors) […]

How To Get A Teenager To Clean Their Room (Or Not)


Ah, to be a 16 year old boy.  My son dislikes cleaning his room, and in fact seems to prefer to live amidst a state of constant chaos. Hmmm……how can he find anything in here? When I was young, I was really messy and my mother, who lived by the rule that “Cleanliness is next […]

Makeup For Women 40+


For about 10 years I’ve been using Lauren Hutton’s makeup line.  I don’t know if you’ve ever heard of it, she doesn’t do a tremendous amount of marketing, but I heard about it somewhere (maybe More magazine, I’m not sure) several years ago and decided her theory of makeup made sense so I tried it […]

Cleaning The Pool


Tonight I back-washed and vacuumed our in-ground pool all by myself. I know, it may not sound like that big of a deal to all of you, but let me tell you, vacuuming a pool after a bilateral mastectomy is no small feat.  To vacuum a pool you need to use your chest muscles to […]

A Breast Cancer Rant


Be forewarned:  This is a breast cancer rant. I don’t usually give in to the level of fear and obsession I’ve been feeling lately, but I want to get it out and onto paper so that I can move on. I think about cancer every day.  I worry that I’ll have a recurrence every day. […]

The Rock ‘n Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony


On Saturday we watched the 2014 Rock ‘n Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony.  It was filled with a gold mine of icons from my youth like Peter Gabriel, Linda Ronstadt, Cat Stevens, Hall & Oates, The E Street Band and Nirvana.  OK, so Kiss was also inducted, but I’ve never been too big on […]

RIP Maya Angelou


RIP, Maya Angelou.  Your words are so beautiful and raw and powerful and honest.   Still I Rise You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you?  Why are you beset with gloom?  […]