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Gracefully Aging – With Resistance

Category Archives: Beauty

Take THAT, Sixty-Three!

Ever since I started blogging, I have posted a new photo on my birthday. In defiance, I suppose. This year is no exception. My husband and I went shopping at this enormous (220 stores) premium outlet. I did have to make a tiny concession to my age, in that we visited ten stores out of …

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My Favorite Days – Part Two

I’m posting this week about the best days in my life. Here’s another one of those days: My Wedding Day.  November  30, 1991 (Yeah, I know. Not very original. But true.) I was a forty-year-old bride – and pretty close to being a forty-one-year old bride at that. I wore a traditional bridal gown. I …

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Never Mind

So I no sooner finish bitching  remarking about a couple of ways in which my body is letting me down, when I find I have to backtrack just a teensy bit. As I reported, my skin is dry, but my eyelids are greasy. I can’t get eyeshadow to stay put. And as I also reported, …

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Corporal Mysteries, Part Two

A year ago, I wrote about a few strange things that seem to be happening to my middle-aged body (Corporal Mysteries). I was especially concerned about my eyebrows. And I have written three separate posts about eyebrows, so I guess my concern may be bordering on obsession. But nevertheless. I don’t understand why my brows …

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Genius or Idiot? You Decide.

This is the time of year when my fingernails get as brittle as the dead maples leaves. Luckily, they do not fall off like the leaves on our New England trees. But they snap and break like the dried-up twigs I’m stepping on. Housework this weekend broke eight out of ten fingernails. You’d think I’d …

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When Did That Happen?

One of my Dad’s favorite expressions was “You must have been hiding behind the barn when the brains got handed out.” I never really understood why someone would hide in order to avoid brains.   But I got the point. I always seemed to miss something important. I knew by the age of fifteen that …

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That Explains A Lot

Everyone has those moments – when you hear or see something   – that suddenly gives you insight into your own nature. I’ve heard it called an “aha moment” – and that expression really fits.  “Aha! That’s why I’m me.” For instance, when I was a kid, I went through a short phase where I …

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Know-It-All

Being the Smartypants that I am, I can’t help offering my helpful help. I have a vast amount of knowledge. Okay. A vast amount of opinions. And I am just bursting to share them. Some of my advice is based on actual experience. And some of my advice is based on no experience at all. …

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Perfectly Dirty

As I’ve written before, every day helpful emails jump into my inbox, offering assistance in the most important  facets of my life. If I had to categorize them, they’d look something like this: HELPFUL EMAILS BY TYPE The sex emails – though plentiful – I usually ignore. I would much rather read about makeup than …

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Reality Insists.

A low stone wall frames the patio. In Spring, We fill a dozen pots with flowers To set upon the wall. Inpatiens, Dahlias, Begonias surrounding the summer. Once filled, The heavy clay pots refuse to turn – Refuse to give the northern petals face time with the sun. This year, We bought three light pots. …

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