Last fall I bought a used Peloton. They are a lot easier to come by these days, and for all the reasons why, I am grateful: we are not in lockdown, we (currently) have access to vaccines and masks, body bags are not being loaded into freezers due to lack of morgue space. I bought… Read more »
The Vasomotor Files My hot flashes have become operatic. Just before they burst onto the stage of whatever moment I am in, I can detect them in the wings, little tingles of anxiety windmilling their arms and prepping to bellow all the way to the nosebleed sections of my psyche. The stronger the hot flash,… Read more »
My parents purchased a 2 bedroom/1 bath bungalow on Tahquitz Place in Pacific Palisades in 1968, captivated by great public schools, a central downtown which called itself a Village, and the temperate climate. Homeownership was a big deal for my mom and dad. They had downpayment help from my grandparents who’d lived in apartments in… Read more »
When Bill and I travel to New York City as we regularly do, we play a game I made up called NYC Bingo. We’re big into made up games around here, or at least I am while the rest of the gang tolerates happily participates in them. NYC Bingo joins a panoply of dinner table… Read more »
Ok, so first of all, I’m fine. I really am ok, save for a gnarly bruise on my calf and a case of very rattled nerves. I’m so definitely unscathed compared to how bad it could have been, that I feel embarrassed for even using the phrase I was hit by a car to describe what happened…. Read more »
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