Dazed and confused…
Today, while all my windows were open in the house, I heard the wafting sounds of 70s and 80s rock from a neighbor’s house. This is a neighbor that I would guess to be a bit older than me (but let me...
View ArticleDon’t grow old, grow bold!
I saw a product in a catalog imprinted with the saying, “Don’t grow old, grow bold!” It struck me as a call to action – a charge to defy the expectations of aging you may have carried with you from...
View ArticleApparently my birthday came early this year…
Cheyenne talked me into buying Taco Bell for dinner. Normally I would object, but we had a strenuous shopping engagement at JC Penney and my resistance was worn down. So I capitulated to a fast food...
View ArticleLike looking in the mirror…
Today I had an awkward realization. It happened while I was sitting in the turn lane on Main at 45th waiting for the light to change. It was then that I looked in the rear view mirror and saw the...
View ArticleThe gazelle and the dinosaur…
Cheyenne loves Pinterest and encourages me to spend time there, but I find Pinterest to be too big a distraction. You could literally be on there for years on end without even beginning to hit a...
View ArticleApparently it is time for a miracle…
The older I get the more I invest in face lotions and potions. For about the last ten years I have been a faithful user of Philosophy’s Hope line. In particular I regularly used Hope in a Jar and...
View ArticleOld, predictably not cool, and evidencing uncharacteristic restraint…
I took Cheyenne and her friend to the new Rue 21 store in West Fargo today. If you have not been there with your teenager yet, don’t worry you will be. They have clothes for both girls and guys at a...
View ArticleThe fabric of grandma’s life…
Seersucker – do you know what that is? Well, I do. And here is the thing, I am fairly sure that a knowledge of seersucker is not in everyone’s brain and my knowledge in this area says something about...
View ArticleThe second youth…
I am somewhat beginning to embrace my age, but note that quite a bit of the emphasis is placed on the “somewhat”. I think this is a good thing as I approach my official entry into senior citizen menu...
View ArticleI am a speed limit…
Over The New Forty’s hiatus I hit the enviable watershed moment of being able to order off the senior menu. Yes, indeed – 55 years of age, that I am. It was a moment in time that I had often thought...
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