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Gracefully Aging – With Resistance

Category Archives: Beauty

The Beauty Pageant

Okay, I have admitted that I was not a beautiful child. I have also admitted more than once that I was an extremely late bloomer – like at sixty. So from those two facts, you might be able to deduce that my thirties were not quite stellar.  I was better than homely but a far …

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Why I Am What I Am

A friend of mine recently remarked:  “God gave me boys because He knew I would never be able to make a french braid.” That is the kind of philosophical insight that I just love. And it got me to thinking. What are the reasons I got the attributes I fortunately or unfortunately live with every …

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Style Rules (According To Me)

I have a few opinions. Some who know me might be saying “No kidding” under their breaths. That’s okay. I’m not hurt. They do know me. And they appreciate all my helpful advice. I’m quite sure. So here’s some of my indubitable (I love that word – my maiden name is Dube) opinions on style …

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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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