Fifty-Six going on Ninety-Six

Fifty-Six going on Ninety-Six

I am senile. I have been fighting it for some time now, but the awful realization keeps rearing its ugly head as each day I seem to commit another blunder. Apart from the usual mistakes I make, here are some of the things I constantly forget: People’s names I have...

Making my Hor Moan

Years ago, I watched an Oprah show that talked about menopause, well really it talked about how women get CRAZY during menopause. They showed videos that women had sent in of themselves, crying, screaming and almost at their wits end because they felt like they were...

Deep Thoughts….

Sometimes I think that all women should become actresses during the years that they go through menopause, because this is the only stage in my life that I can ever remember being so easily brought to tears, and then complete and utter rage, all within the space of a...

Baby you can drive my car….

I have discovered that I am on exactly the same downhill plunge as my car. I am 51 years old, my car is a little red convertible, and it is 18 years old. If 1 car year is equal to 2.9 human years, (and I think it is) then my car and I are the same age. So that...

Gypsies

When I was thirteen, I thought I was ugly. My body was turning into something I didn’t understand. I had boobs which I thought were hideous, and I didn’t understand why men were looking at me. Not boys, men. It was disturbing, and although I had a mom and...

I am becoming a ghost…..

When I was young, I was very stupid and did not realize the following: That I was wrinkle-free, fairly fit and probably the smallest size I would ever be. Instead I mourned my lack of a tiny waist, wished my hair was jet black and lamented the fact that my name...