The Zodiac Killer

I look around, and it seems strange to me that people are still going about their normal business.  Others seem nonplussed about the news, but surely, like me, they must be reeling on the inside.  Yes, it was weeks ago, but my shattered life is still in pieces and I’m trying to hold my shit together … More The Zodiac Killer

The Blanket

Originally posted on Not a Day Over 45:
Kate of my dreaming Unruly spirals of strawberry silk Eyes as blue as his Your chubby hand touches my face and I am awake. I don’t think a March 13 will ever begin with anything but tears for me. As I was lying in bed this night before,…

Mirror, Mirror; Or…Why I Bought A Dress I Thought I Shouldn’t Wear

Shopping in your forties is the exact opposite of shopping in your twenties. In 1990, I found all sorts of awesome clothes (read: peg legged Hammer pants, acrylic jacquard sweaters, little black dresses) that fit my rockin’ pre-baby, pre-Martha-Stewart-Living, pre-peri-menopausal body; I could afford to buy exactly none of them.  Now, I have the means … More Mirror, Mirror; Or…Why I Bought A Dress I Thought I Shouldn’t Wear

A Husband’s Guide to Menopause (Book Jacket: Power Tool Technology of the 20th Century)

I know you. You are a husband, maybe my husband, and you have a wife that is somewhere between the ages of 40 and 90. You may not even know or remember exactly what that age is, but you know that she had a 40th birthday once, and she isn’t dead yet. You may have … More A Husband’s Guide to Menopause (Book Jacket: Power Tool Technology of the 20th Century)

Raised by Wolves

In other breaking news, I saw a video clip recently of a mother brown bear rescuing her cub from a busy highway. Go ahead. Google it. I’ll wait. You’re probably a rebel and didn’t Google it, so I’ll recap. A cub had somehow gotten on the trafficy side of a highway barrier and was in … More Raised by Wolves