Voices
Harry King freed women from permanent wave solutions, sleeping on orange juice cans, big bonnet hairdryers, and the need to have every hair shellacked into place. Harry’s a hairstyling legend, and we owe him our gratitude. Even if you don’t know Harry King, one look and you’ll notice the mischievous twinkle in his eye and
Last Friday I spent my 70th birthday at Diana Ross’s 75th Diamond Jubilee Birthday Celebration at the Wynn Hotel in
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
When I was in middle school I wore coke bottle glasses, braces on my teeth and my hair looked like
All the wine I cannot drink. And the cocktails. That’s what I’m thinking about these days.
I have a friend who changed jobs, moved to a new city on the other side of the country and
Not long ago I suggested to a friend, who is divorced and over 50, that she might try changing the
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
“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
I feel like you know me well enough that I can tell you this. Last night I told the “invisible
One of my favorite women is someone I’ve never met in-person. Until we spoke on the phone, I’ve known Sandra
Perhaps it’s because I have a big birthday coming up in June, but I find myself drawn to strong women
So far, so good. Still loving our new home and cooking up a storm. Three large windows keep the kitchen
Good, bad or outrageous, my life has been about as normal as picking blueberries on Mars. After reading my blog
Do you remember your mom scolding you when you reached across the table for the rolls before anyone else had