Today is my birthday. I’m 25,550 days old, although many days I don’t feel a day over 9,125. This week
Lots of us have, and regularly use, some version of the Serenity Prayer. This is mine, short and sweet: Not
I’ve been sitting in the gastrointestinal day surgery waiting room since 6:30 this morning. A male nurse with a carpet
While the first official day of summer isn’t until June 21, what if we use this time to give ourselves
When I was in middle school I wore coke bottle glasses, braces on my teeth and my hair looked like
I have a girlfriend in Austin who always says I’m too dressed up for Austin. Sometimes she’s right and sometimes
All the wine I cannot drink. And the cocktails. That’s what I’m thinking about these days.
Last week a girlfriend told me about a group in San Antonio that’s looking for female mentors to help young
Ahh Capri…with its azure shores, captivating beauty and Italian charm, it’s no wonder that it has long been a playground
I have a friend who changed jobs, moved to a new city on the other side of the country and
I’ve heard we shouldn’t wear any more than seven things at any one time like pants, blouse, dress, belt, shoes,
Not long ago I suggested to a friend, who is divorced and over 50, that she might try changing the
I’ve never been a girly-girl but recently I surprised myself and bought a pale, yellow frilly skirt and a pale,
A few days ago as I stood looking out my front door, I watched our neighbor wielding a large
When I was a kid we seldom went to church unless my grandmother came to visit. I never went to
A couple of months ago I told you about a dress I ordered online that seemed too good to be
“Do not do squats!” It’s almost a mantra for me, and I don’t know why. After all, squats, deep knee
Last week’s blog about the “invisible man” sitting in the Spanish chair in my living room got me thinking about
