This post was originally published on Huffington Post. That’s what a guy in his late 30s said to me at a gas station the other day. I’m 55, and my mostly brown hair was pulled back in a pony tail, exhibiting the very white streak that lives around the crown of my head, and which I stopped dyeing three years ago. “Thank you!” I said. It was a weird compliment but it cracked me up. No doubt about it, gray Read More…

Every time I hear a rape statistic I am astounded. Recently I thought I heard that one in three women have experienced sexual violence in their lives but couldn’t find a link to confirm that, and my foggy brain is not all that trustworthy. So I Googled it and came up with this site, which reports that 2.7 million women a year are victims of rape (2006). And anywhere you look, the figure is usually followed by the grim reminder that Read More…

This post was originally published on www.huffingtonpost.com. “What are you going to do with that tomato?” my husband says to me the other day, suspicion written all over his face. “It’s going in the blender, do you mind?” I say. “But it’s a delicious, super sweet tomato that came from the farmer’s market!” he says with a pleading look on his face. “Should I go to the supermarket and get my own tomato?” I ask, forgetting to mask my sarcasm. Read More…

1. If your owner calls your name, walk or dash off in the opposite direction. One must never let a caretaker or anyone in a position of power think they hold the key to your happiness because everyone knows that the source of joy comes from within. 2. If you detest the food you are served, refuse to eat it to the point of starvation. If life serves you an unpalatable portion, just say no, and keep saying no until the universe understands that Read More…

This blog was originally published on Fiftyisthenew.com You don’t know how happy you are that I didn’t post the blog I originally wrote titled “I Hate F#*@!-ing Menopause.” I remembered just in time that I’m supposed to embrace this era of transformation, of aging with grace, etc., etc., blah, blah, blah. To be 100 percent honest, I don’t love growing old but I’ve made my peace with it. I’m even doing it au naturel—never tried Botox, stopped dyeing my hair, chucked Read More…