Over The New Forty's hiatus I hit the enviable watershed moment of being able to order off the senior menu. Yes, indeed - 55 years of age, that I am. It was a moment in time that I had often thought of as creating a major shift in the earth's axis (at least where I [...]
Tag: Aging
The second youth…
I am somewhat beginning to embrace my age, but note that quite a bit of the emphasis is placed on the "somewhat". I think this is a good thing as I approach my official entry into senior citizen menu viability, lest I have an unseemly meltdown at a Denny's somewhere when it hits me all [...]
The fabric of grandma’s life…
Seersucker - do you know what that is? Well, I do. And here is the thing, I am fairly sure that a knowledge of seersucker is not in everyone's brain and my knowledge in this area says something about me. I am just not sure if it is a positive thing. I received an email [...]
Old, predictably not cool, and evidencing uncharacteristic restraint…
I took Cheyenne and her friend to the new Rue 21 store in West Fargo today. If you have not been there with your teenager yet, don't worry you will be. They have clothes for both girls and guys at a decent price point. The new West Fargo store is nice and bright. It has [...]
Apparently it is time for a miracle…
The older I get the more I invest in face lotions and potions. For about the last ten years I have been a faithful user of Philosophy's Hope line. In particular I regularly used Hope in a Jar and When Hope is Not Enough. You would think that using a facial serum that acknowledges that [...]
The gazelle and the dinosaur…
Cheyenne loves Pinterest and encourages me to spend time there, but I find Pinterest to be too big a distraction. You could literally be on there for years on end without even beginning to hit a modest level of coverage on the millions of things pinned on folks' boards. In my estimation it is a [...]
Like looking in the mirror…
Today I had an awkward realization. It happened while I was sitting in the turn lane on Main at 45th waiting for the light to change. It was then that I looked in the rear view mirror and saw the woman in the car behind me. The woman was a well-coiffed, seemingly innocuous white-haired older [...]
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