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Why Weight?

Tuesday, May 3rd, 2011

I have no idea why losing weight is so darn difficult the older you get.

They say it’s hormonal………
They say it’s metabolism……..
They say it’s a decrease in energy level…….
They say it’s just old age…………..

Me……I say it’s the wine…………


Sunday, March 28th, 2010

 I went to an 80’s dance last night.  It was with a group from work, that insisted I go.  Something about me being stuck in the house for too long.  Whatever…………….

First off, I want to point out I think I was one of the oldest people there.  I felt like a chaperon at my daughters middle school dance.  Many of the kids were dressed up and decked out with their big hair, torn sweatshirt draped precisely off the shoulder and skin tight black leather pants. (Sigh…..I remember wearing those).

After listeneing to the music and watching them dance (yes, I did get up there and show them some moves), I came to the earth-shattering conclusion that I really don’t like 80’s music. It is headbanging, loud, screechy, with not a slow romantic song in the bunch.

Ok, I am sure all of you 30ish and 40ish year old readers are about ready to lynch me, I know……………but I gotta tell you 70’s is where it was at.  Our lyrics had meaning (except that Jeremiah bullfrog thing), slow songs and slow dancing were so very  sexy (we wrapped ourselves around our partners to the point sometimes we needed to be hosed down), and disco turned even the mildest mannered individual into a sex appeal oozing John Travolta!

So,  last night after trying to figure out how to dance to “She Blinded Me With Science”, “Red, Red Wine” and “Walk Like An Egyptian”, and searching for the deep social messages in “We’re Not Gonna Take It” and “Janie’s Got A Gun”, I decided to take a trip back in time and find some 70’s tunes, just to show you all out there what I am taking about.



Of course, I will always have a soft spot in my heart for Toni Basil’s  1982 hit “Hey Mickey”. 






Thursday, March 18th, 2010


A few months ago my sister and a good friend of ours decided to take a spur of the moment vacation.  Our destination……………San Francisco.  The air fare was cheap and we were able to stay at a 5 star hotel for a great price. It was destiny! Kismet, I tell you!

My sister and I travel great together, so we were hoping our friend would roll with things, too.  She was quite agreeable as long as she could carry around a loaf of sourdough bread and a tub of butter!  She tends to get cranky if she is not fed regularly. My sister and I just rolled our eyes and pictured how ridiculous she was going to look.

I had no idea what to expect on this trip, as I had never been to California. 


There was not one part of SF I didn’t love………The Golden Gate Bridge, Union Square, Fisherman’s Warf (Irish coffee…yum!), Ghirardelli Square (need I say more?), Trolley, Muir Woods, Sausalito (I know my next husband was there, but he didn’t happen to come out of his house while I was there…………..his loss)………..

The shopping was great. …………….just ask my credit card.   This vacation was the greatest spur of the moment I had done in a long time.

I guess I have to  admit………….as ‘county bumpkin’ as it may have looked, I certainly did enjoy my share of sourdough bread chunks!

But I will never admit it to my friend…………….

End Of Your Rope

Sunday, March 7th, 2010

Haven’t we all felt this way one time or another?

And, yes, all we can do is ‘hang on’…………………..