If by "hot" you mean experiencing hot flashes, that is. Holy perimenopause! Male readers, be warned. This may not be the blog post for you. Unless, of course, you're trying to develop your understanding and empathy for the universe's women. In which case, read on. The move to what I'm considering my third stage of … Continue reading 49 and hotter than ever!
Tag: musings
Escaping with Breaking Bad
If you've been reading this blog for any length of time or are acquainted with me in real life, you know I don't watch a lot of television. I just don't have time for sitting around, especially during the academic year, and really only justify indulging myself with a couple of hours of viewing when … Continue reading Escaping with Breaking Bad
Declaring independence
As the summer approached I knew it would be unlike many previous years. I skipped Mountain Jam in favor of some necessary downtime, passed my inside seats to DMB at SPAC on to someone else, and resigned myself to not sharing a Cape house with Aloysius for two weeks. It's a different year, but I've … Continue reading Declaring independence
What I know at 49.75, give or take
I've got a big birthday coming up at the end of summer...fifty...half a century...the golden anniversary of my birth...the point in my life when I just might have to begin behaving a tad more adult. I think I'm ready. It could be just me, but these decade birthdays began taking on more significance as I … Continue reading What I know at 49.75, give or take
What I want to be when I grow up
As I get close to wrapping up my 20th year as a librarian, I’ve been thinking about the future. I’ve always just assumed that I would invest thirty years in my chosen (and mostly beloved) career, but the last few years have been challenging with ridiculous teacher evaluations handed down by Governor Cuomo State Ed and … Continue reading What I want to be when I grow up
When fights are good memories
I grew up during a time when house parties were the rage. Going out was something rare, but adults gathering for cocktails, pinochle and televised boxing matches was a big part of my childhood. I loved those nights filled with Lipton onion soup mix dip and chips with a side of ginger ale and grown … Continue reading When fights are good memories
Luck and lies and love
While the most apparent similarity between the three words in the title is that they all begin with the letter L, I’m beginning to believe that their connection is something a bit less obvious. It seems to me that they’re all things that we often just find as we bumble through life. Walking through the … Continue reading Luck and lies and love
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