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Letting Myself Go

When I turned thirty-three years old, I was stunned at having lived as long as Jesus. Sort of old, and I could die! But society said this wasn't old at all--oldER, maybe, but not "old"--so I went on my first-ever diet. Then as I approached forty, an age during my childhood where women could finally give up and surrender to time and weight, TIME magazine said I was still in  Read More 
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Reinvention

New cover! New title! New Year!
Okay, it's 2014 and time for renewal. So I'm told. I did make a resolution on New Year's Eve to go on a diet, but broke it on January 2nd, so there's not going to be a whole lot of self-improvement going on here until, like, after Mardi Gras. When it's Lent. Actually, I don't  Read More 
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Not Yet

I'm not sure what hurts the most right now--hands, feet or back. It's Christmastime (yippee) and my day job's at a gift shop (#!*). But today's Sunday, and although we're open and people are working, none of them are ME, astoundingly. So my gift-wrap-stressed fingers are recuperating nicely around a steaming mug of black  Read More 
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Bang. Bang. Bang.

Most of y'all are too young to remember him. I mean, it's fifty long years ago when he was assassinated, for God's sake. And a lot of you guys don't like our current President, so maybe you ought to imagine instead what it'd feel like if somebody suddenly upped and shot Justin Bieber. Or--no... wait... Hmm.  Read More 
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Lies Told To Cats

Two weeks ago, cat Casey went to the vet for an ingrown toenail. It happens to animals too. I never knew that. And a dew claw is wicked sharp. Poor little dude. I knew it was a job for professionals. "Do Not Try This At Home" was written all over it.

The follow-up vet  Read More 
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Facebooking Rules for Mature Americans

A few things I've learned the hard way, in no particular order:

1. Nothing you post on Facebook after two glasses of wine is as fascinating as you think it is.
2. Not even terrorists or Mark Zuckerburg are interested in violating your privacy by sharing with the international public those photos of your recipes, pets  Read More 
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Hens In Hurricanes

This summer's been like a gas explosion: intensely hot, dazzlingly brief.

I can't believe it's almost over. Seems like only yesterday when everybody's kids were just out of school, and now they're back in. August used to drag by, once upon a time, with nothing to take people's minds off hurricane season. Now there  Read More 
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On Hiatus

Sorry, guys, but I'm out to lunch. Hard at work on my new book, IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS. If I subtract all the time I spend at my day job, plus sleeping, eating, reading (and drinking), there just aren't enough writing hours left in the day, hahahaha! But I'll be back soon, once  Read More 
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Considering Love

One of my nephews brought along his three-year-old daughter this past week on his annual trek to visit far-flung family, and I went to bed happy on several nights just to have them under my roof. Now, I'm not a huge fan of little children, in general. Unsupervised by Pilates moms totally focusing on  Read More 
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Right Brain/Left Brain, and Rain

Something large, white and silent flew by my window just now, glimpsed out of the very corner of my left eye, which meant my right brain dealt with it as only an overly-imaginative and dumb-as-hell right brain can. "Giant egret" it said as I turned my head. But nope. Just a young man  Read More 
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