A light-hearted look at baby boomer lifestyle, fashion, current events, and more . . . .
“I’m tired of entertaining. It’s stressful and I just don’t feel like doing it anymore.” Whew! Sounds like the line from Peter Finch in that old movie Network. My friend Deb actually spoke these words for all to hear when we were out to dinner at a restaurant the other night. What a treat to hear someone actually say it out loud. We all exhaled…
Everyone I know is cutting their connections to wired communication devices these days. Cable television service? Snip! Satellite TV? Snip! Telephone landline? Snip! That last one scares and horrifies me. Well, actually they all do. I cannot imagine functioning without my landline and relying on my cellphone alone. First of all, I would have to learn how to turn my cellphone on. Then, I would…
One guaranteed way to mark yourself as a hopeless old boomer is to utter the words, “I remember when . ..” followed by a comment on the price of gas or real estate. Of course, baby boomers remember when gas was twenty-nine cents a gallon and average house prices were only five digits, not seven. On my way home from work in the sixties, I…
Baby boomers are familiar with wartime housing. Many of us lived in those modest, wood-frame homes built in the late 1940s when all the soldiers returned from WW2 and started families. According to my dad, they were originally built to last twenty-five years, but more than seventy years later most of them are still going strong as successions of new owners have upgraded and improved…
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…
When my friend Margaret recommended The Paris Bookseller by Kerri Maher it went right to the top of my To Read list. Anything with Paris in the title usually gets my attention but this book, in particular, pulls together the threads of so many books of historical fiction I’ve read over the years. Maher’s story about real-life Paris bookstore owner Sylvia Beach is a pleasure to read…
