Over the years, I have read all of Elizabeth Strout’s New York Times’ best-selling books, beginning with Olive Kitteridge, and she has never disappoints. Her latest, The Things We Never Say, is a slim, satisfying little novel full of surprises, and a prime example of Strout’s distinctive writing. Her stories are usually set in a small town in rural Maine, featuring settings, characters, and plotlines that…
Sassy was a teeny, tiny, three-pound Yorkshire Terrier with a supersized personality and an iron grip on our hearts. She crossed the rainbow bridge last October at the age of fourteen, and because of our age and stage in life, we were resigned to her being our last dog. Before we lost her, I couldn’t imagine life without a little fur baby cuddled up on…
You may be familiar with the acronym FOMO—fear of missing out. I experienced a serious case of FOMO recently, and I am working to banish these negative thoughts from my mind. The feelings started creeping in when I logged on to Facebook to view photos posted by one of my girlfriends who is spending a month touring Tuscany. Another friend recently returned from a two-week…
Reading is a highly subjective pastime. I might hate a book you absolutely love, and you might dislike a book I perceived as the second coming. Several decades ago, I realized that I do not have to finish a book once I started reading it if it doesn’t grip me by the first couple of dozen pages. I toss it aside and move on to…
The other day, a couple of my boomer gal pals and I went to a weekday matinée screening of the much-hyped new movie The Devil Wears Prada II, and, I must confess, it was better than I expected. Of course, with names like Meryl Streep, Stanley Tucci, Anne Hathaway, and Emily Blunt, it was already on second base. The costumes were stunning, the sets and…
The other day, I found myself moaning to a friend that I seem to have no energy at all these days. Boomers accept that aging comes with a certain decline in energy levels, especially those of us on the older end of the age scale. My friend and her husband have always been active, and I must admit I envy their ability to sometimes pack…
