To celebrate my newly-renovated bathroom in the house I bought this winter, my mom presented me with one of those super-duper magnifying mirrors to sit on the pretty quartz counter where I can pull up a stool and examine my face to my heart’s content. Yikes. In my old bathroom, I had a big rectangularRead more…
Tag Archives: fortysomething
Eat Better (Yawn), Exercise Less (Yay)
When I was young, my strategy for fitting into my jeans was to exercise like a maniac most days. If I wasn’t drenched in sweat by the end of my workout and completely spent then I did not consider the effort a success. The were times in my life, when the kids were very smallRead more…
Good-Bye Pizza. Hello Kale.
Most days for me begin the same: the iPhone next to my head comes to life at 6:05 and I struggle to remember – for the millionth time – what I need to do to make the thing shut the fuck up. Generally, I tap the screen to snooze it and promptly fall back toRead more…
Bikinis After 40: Good or Gross?
To wear or not to wear? That, my friends, is the question I struggle with lately at the start of each new swimsuit season. Twenty years ago, wearing a two-piece wasn’t even an issue. In fact, it was 20 years ago this year that I put one on over Memorial Day weekend after having myRead more…