In recent years after several life milestones rudely bitch-slapped me in the face, the Martini and I have enjoyed each other’s company more now that we ever did back in my 20’s when vodka tasted (to me) like Listerine gone bad. And gin was something you used to clean the bathtub. Is there anyone out there who really knows how to make a fabulous Martini?
Category: middle age
Birthday Beauty Secrets Revealed
Recently I had a birthday. Birthdays, like annual mammograms, inevitably fall into the “good-news/bad-news” category. The great thing about having a birthday is that it means I’m not dead. The not-so-great thing about having a birthday is that it means I’m another year older, which if you look on the bright side circles back around […]
Flannel Pajama Pants Get Me Through the Night
Last weekend I posted on Facebook that I stay in my pajamas all day on Sundays, unless I have to go out (not including trips to Walmart, because really, what’s the point of getting dressed just to go to Walmart?). I also mentioned that I sleep in SpongeBob flannel pajama pants and a tattered UCLA […]
A Midlife (Pregnancy) Crisis
I just got some “good news/bad news” regarding pregnancy. The good news is that my friend is pregnant. The bad news is she’s 49 years old and her husband is 60. Let me just give you a second to let that sink in. When she told me, I laughed because I thought she was joking. […]
Broken Tailbone Adventures Continue
As I mentioned in a previous post, I have a broken tailbone. Not the most glamorous of injuries, but I have to admit it’s a great non-starter if I want people to leave me alone while getting my mail at the post office. Person at PO whose name I can’t remember: Hey Stacy, long time, […]
When Did I Go From a Target to Nordstrom Swimsuit?
With swimsuit weather coming, I figured it was time to buy a new swimsuit. Being that I live in the mountains I don’t get a chance to wear a swimsuit that often. Yes, I do have a hot tub in my backyard, however, it’s buried under four feet of snow six months out of the […]
The True Crisis in a Midlife Crisis
There’s no accounting for personal style. Not that I have it all going on, Lord knows I’m a mess, especially right now (which I’ll get to someday in future blogs). But in the case of some (not all) middle-aged dudes trying to find themselves, someone ought to remind them that a 25-year-old mentality does not […]