With so much death, war, corruption, and disaster in the world these days, it’s a relief to come upon a book that provides a respite from all that. Theo of Golden by Allen Levi is an easy, contemplative story about a sophisticated 86-year-old Portuguese man with a secret past who arrives in a little town called Golden, Georgia in pursuit of quiet pleasures during his final…
Ten years ago, I posted twice about the wisdom of encouraging young people to learn to code, Mothers Make Sure Your Daughters Grow Up To Be Coders, and, Both My Left and Right Brains Say Go For It! (I encourage you to read these links.) As an example of my commitment to this skill, I even took an all-day Saturday session called “Ladies Learning to…
For the benefit of new readers, I’m reposting my annual March Madness message. Please tell me I’m not the only person in the world who thought March Madness was about special annual retail sales like Black Friday or Boxing Day. For weeks leading up to the big event and for the duration, I’ve been waiting for the flyers from my favourite retailers to arrive in…
There is a very good explanation for why I like to sleep so much. I was genetically engineered to need above-average amounts of sleep. When I was five years old, my mother had to enroll me in morning kindergarten so I could still nap in the afternoons, and the habit stuck. It was very difficult during my working years to convince my employers that I…
As if I don’t have enough insecurities already about my fashion choices, The New York Times columnist Alisha Haridisani Gupta has given me one more thing to keep me awake worrying at night. In her recent piece, Does Your Winter Scarf Make You Look Old? Gupta suggests that our choice of scarf can make or break the world’s perception of our fashion savoir faire. When…
Last week, when I stood in the card aisle at the drug store picking out an appropriate Valentine’s Day card for my husband, I acknowledged a new reality in my life. My husband has dementia, and the routines of daily life are now a bit different from when we first came together. This year, I also picked out a Valentine—for myself—from him. Now that he…
