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Tomorrow is my birthday.

Seriously you ask, you’re telling us it’s your birthday. Yes. I. Am. Why? Because a birthday is a wonderful thing. A celebration of another year of life with family and friends, receiving wishes for the same in the upcoming year. So many people, ladies, especially us, dread the birthday. Ah, the years ticking by…yada, yada, yada. Not me. I am proud to roar out “I am 57 years old”! Aging is a gift that sadly so many do not receive.…

A trip to the DMV…with my mother.

Ah, I bet when you read that headline, you got the heebies and dreads. No one likes going to the Department of Motor Vehicles. It is a necessary evil and something that should be avoided at all costs. The lines are long, and patience is short. This past Monday I picked up my 81-year-old mother and drove her to the DMV. My mother is a pistol and a half and yet that morning, she was somewhat quiet. “I know this…

A note to my college graduate.

Amelia, I could start this out with so many thoughts and sayings about graduation such as, “We are so proud.,” or “Congratulations,” but that’s not you is it? No, it is not. My words  of wisdom and joy to you are “You are no longer driving the struggle bus!” You are on your way now. These four years have gone by with so many challenges and joys. I have loved being a part of it, yet, those never-ending questions! I…

A challenge to all you yogi people out there.

A yogi is defined as one who performs yoga. Further explained as someone who exercises with a practice to promote control of the mind and body. I like the control part; it is the rest of yoga that kills me. Note: I have a problem with silence. Remember this post: 2 Minutes 49 Seconds? Joining a new gym presented the opportunity to try new things and expand my exercise regimen. I have enjoyed almost every new class I took with…

A weekend with Skates.

My daughter is now a senior at RIT. She will be graduating this year and for the past few years has dated Nick aka Skates. Skates is a phenomenal hockey player and as they used to say in my office in Illinois, he is slick as snot! Nick is from Philadelphia and much to his dismay does indeed have a slight Philly accent. It makes me smile. Oh. My. Gosh. Am I getting soft? Let’s just hold on and take…