As I approach the mid-way mark of another decade of life, I'm grateful for sag-resistance thoughts I learned to adapt along the way. I don't need a plastic surgeon, even if I've tried being one myself this year. Ah, yes, the 50s are when we can't help but notice what has changed in our appearance. … Continue reading How I embrace sag resistance in my 50s
Category: Going Gray
Reflections on a girl’s shopping day
This past weekend, while enjoying a surprise visit from our youngest Sprout, we sat together and chatted over a cup of coffee. It's so fun to catch up in-person. I love social media for daily - what's up with you kind of moments. But, in-person visits are way more fun. After we caught up about… Continue reading Reflections on a girl’s shopping day
Do bathroom scales lie or tell the truth?
Bathroom scales don't lie. Do I believe that? I dunno...I have my doubts. Do they lie? Does mine? I think so... All I do know is that if you have a model like we do, and you step on it all willingly and naked to get the most accurate of readings. It's okay to wait… Continue reading Do bathroom scales lie or tell the truth?
If I’m not back by 4 send for help
Today's a big day for me! I get to go to the DMV to renew my driver's license. I have my new book to read while I wait. I have my application pre-filled and all the 'proof of who I am' paperwork ready to present. I feel like a kid again. I only have to… Continue reading If I’m not back by 4 send for help
Why there isn’t a finish line when going gray
Today marks the 3rd anniversary of my going gray journey. Yay me! Party at 5 pm, after work, will you be here to help me celebrate? Okay - you're right, people don't celebrate gray-anniversaries. There's no party, it's just me ranting for a bit about the lack of a finish line. Besides, you'd think by… Continue reading Why there isn’t a finish line when going gray
A trimming kind of weekend
While I listened to the hum of the lawnmower echoing through the window, I stood there dressed like a unicorn in front of the mirror. It was trim time on the homefront. I stared at myself and thought, "Good thing Mr. is busy mowing the lawn. He'd laugh at my haircutting technique. Everyone learns how… Continue reading A trimming kind of weekend