I have one of those faces where, if I’m not smiling, I appear to be angry or sad. That’s because the ends of my mouth turn downward. I can’t help it. It’s the way I’m made.
I’m actually quite happy
When Looks are Deceiving
Category Archives: Aging
The joys of getting older
When Good Backs Go Bad
My back when out a couple weeks ago. Where it went, I’m not sure. But it’s out and it isn’t in a big hurry to come back.
I’ve been lifting more than usual lately and not the beneficial kind of lifting, like at the gym. No, I’m lifting gargantuan wired cages and cat traps for our nonprofit cat rescue, Marin Friends of Ferals. (Yes, it’s a shameless plug.)
The scene of the crime happened in my garage. While lifting my twelfth trap, I felt a searing pain shoot through my lower back and thought: Have I been stabbed? Then I said (to nobody in particular, since I was alone), “Oh, that’s not good.” Continue reading
Why All the Fuss Over Breasts?
Breasts, boobs, knockers, The Girls. Now that I have your attention, allow me to elaborate.
Recently some friends and I somehow raised (so to speak) the subject of breasts. I’m sure you’re thinking: Now how would that subject ever come up? Or maybe you’re thinking: finally, a topic I’m interested in! Regardless, bosoms are the focus of this week’s blog. Continue reading
What Doesn’t Kill You Makes You Stronger (Yeah, Right)
As promised in last week’s blog, I have now included Pilates classes in my mission to get into shape, whatever that may mean.
Just kill me now
In my case, it means getting rid of my Kangaroo pouch, developing long-lost muscles and eliminating about a million cellulite cells. (They don’t call me thunder thighs for nothin’, you know.) I think I may have a shot at the first two, but I’m not too optimistic about that last one. Continue reading