Tag: aging

a memory lane detour

I took a trip down Memory Lane last week. Not purposely. It was the kind of Memory Lane trip you take when you’re avoiding doing what you’re supposed to be doing, that you really didn’t want to do. Anyway. Yeah. That. I couldn’t help it. I stumbled across a big HUGE folder, made to look

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botox or subway?

Last week I learned I could get Botox for the cost of my regular doctor’s visit co-pay because I have migraines. So the wheels in my head started turning… I have never really thought about Botox. Probably because I heard somewhere, I think on the Real Housewives of New Jersey, that a single treatment of

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It’s A Man-Shark

Right around the time I turned forty, my distance vision started to get fuzzy, and I was so excited. FINALLY. I could get glasses! My whole life I wanted glasses. And braces. I always wanted braces; the kind with full on head-gear. When I was a pre-teen, I used to roll up tin foil and

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Happy Birthday, Klingon Bobble Head

Today is my first day of forty-six, and I have to say, it feels a lot like forty-five, and forty-four, and forty… and a lot better than six, because I’ve feel like I’ve grown into my head. I love birthdays. When my boys were little, we used to play a game to see who could

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