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  • 3D Living

    I met my dear friend for lunch yesterday, and we spent the afternoon looking back on our lives–the ups, the downs, the mishaps, the adventures–as dear friends are wont to do. Things started off well-enough. We both agreed that, on… Read More ›

  • I Want to Be Number Two

    Many years ago, my brother called me to his side and said, “Here, check this out.” We were both teenagers then, or at least I was, and completely into all things cool and clever. There, in front of him on… Read More ›

  • Reinvention: The More of, The Less of

    I didn’t know I was doing this when I first began my reinvention in 2012, but the question kept simmering under the surface: What do I want more of, and what do I want less of as I move forward?… Read More ›

  • Menopause Becomes Me

    I write this not to be smug or inflammatory or, God forbid, to tempt fate, but Menopause becomes me. No joke. I had been girding my loins (had I had them) for decades, ready to do battle with hot flashes… Read More ›

  • SmartER Goals

    You’ve all heard of S.M.A.R.T. goals, right? S for Specific M for Measurable A for Actionable R for Reasonable, and T for Time-oriented S.M.A.R.T. goals are good because they are narrowly defined and constrained and are not too whacky or… Read More ›

  • My Year of No

    So I admit it. The title for this blog is not original. I borrowed it from Shonda Rhimes, screenwriter and producer of two blockbuster TV shows, How to Get Away with Murder and Scandal, and also author of the captivating… Read More ›

  • 2017: Year in Review

    So I sat down to review how I had fared on my goals for this year, only to realize that I had not set any. Hmmm. That may explain why this year felt bitty and scattered and, well, unproductive. Don’t… Read More ›

  • On Gifts

    So it’s that time of year when we all have to dip into our creativity (and our wallets) to come up with gifts for our loved ones. No easy task, for sure, especially if your loved ones are also adults… Read More ›

  • Hall Pass

    “One may do anything,” Rilke told us daydream, dance, de-vein ourselves like so many shrimp, pink, puffy, parking themselves along the rim of glass highway, hitch-hikers crocking their knees at passing motorists. This is worthy, he tells us. This ambling… Read More ›