(I considered placing a warning here for male readers, but that would be a disservice to any guys who may appreciate skincare. Like my son.) How do you care for your body’s biggest organ?* Do you moisturize? Exfoliate? Tone? Protect it from the sun? Or maybe you’re low maintenance and just allow it to breathe? … Continue reading Being comfortable in the skin you’re in
Month: May 2019
Finding your voice to Speak and Shout
Laurie Halse Anderson’s Speak, originally published in 1999, is one of those books that has stayed with me since I first read it many years ago. This YA novel relates the story of a high school freshman, Melinda, who is ostracized by her peers because she calls the police while at a party during the … Continue reading Finding your voice to Speak and Shout
Don’t ever buy me earrings
It would be impossible to count all the earrings I’ve lost over the years. Hoops, studs and danglers - none are safe in my ears. Even screwbacks have inexplicably gone missing my from my lobes. I just can’t win when it comes to earrings. Until recently, that is. A couple of weeks ago, following dinner … Continue reading Don’t ever buy me earrings
Time for therapy
There have been four occasions in my life which have compelled me to talk with a professional about issues I was experiencing. Well, five if you count that time in high school when I was referred to the school psychologist because of the inconsistency between the results of my Stanford-Binet test and my actual grades. … Continue reading Time for therapy
Don’t let a beautiful day get away
I can’t believe it’s already been two weeks since I spent Easter in Ireland. It feels like it was just yesterday when we stayed in the back garden until Easter Sunday became Easter Monday when the wine finally became more persuasive about us going to bed than the air was about begging us to stay … Continue reading Don’t let a beautiful day get away
20 for 20
Some of the things I thought about on the day my middle son turned 20... My pregnancy with him was the least stressful of my three - he went full term and I wasn’t yet considered to be “geriatric” as defined by obstetrics. When my water broke in the late afternoon, I was scrubbing the … Continue reading 20 for 20