(*Via sensory memory only. Certain terms and conditions may apply.)

In Europe, they like to pick one song and play it over and over and over. That song, and only that song. Read the rest of this entry »

40 doesn’t feel old to me like I always thought it would. Except for a few things:

• This year’s bumper crop of gray hairs.
• The cracking joints – occurring during any and all movements, where they used to be limited to things like deep squats. I sound like bubble wrap. My husband calls me “Creaks.”
• The number of “when I was a kid” stories I find myself telling the young people. Read the rest of this entry »

You may think you make your own buying decisions. But not for long.

Soon, your nose will tell you how to spend your money. Read the rest of this entry »