My Body & Organized Labor

My body has unionized. Every year I’m presented with more and more demands. When I was young, I was able to exploit and abuse my body—make it work overtime without compensation. And I could make […]
My body has unionized. Every year I’m presented with more and more demands. When I was young, I was able to exploit and abuse my body—make it work overtime without compensation. And I could make […]
As you may know, the state of Maine is known as Vacationland (it says so on our license plates). So as we transition from summer (let’s eat lobster!) into fall (the leaf peepers will be […]
In less than a month I will be 66 years old. I doubt very highly I’m going to be getting my kicks on Route 66. Several years I wrote the line that “I am poised […]
Remember how Julia Louis Dreyfus’ character on Seinfeld would exclaim, “Get out!” then shove someone because she simply couldn’t believe what they said? Well, here’s a virtual exclamation and shove in response to these weird […]
Let’s face it: we women don’t always get credit for our accomplishments. That’s why, in an earlier post, I suggested some age-appropriate Girl Scout badges that we boomers should be able to earn and carry […]
BUT NOT THIS ONE … Not long ago, the local Acme Super Market began providing discounts on Tuesdays to a particular class of shoppers. You know who I mean. It is that class of shoppers commonly […]
Talk about the proverbial horns of a dilemma. Research suggests that marrying an intelligent woman helps protect a man from dementia. Another study, however, says that men are terrified of smart women. Don’t you just […]
There’s never a shortage of things to laugh about in the Jones household, whether from the mishearing that comes with being over 60, the seemingly innate male affliction known as refrigerator blindness (which also occurs […]
You get to be a certain age, and chances are you’ve known the frustration of being unable to recall a familiar word. It’s right there on the tip of your tongue–and, in fact, that’s what […]
When we buried my mother’s ashes, my sister and I tucked a pack of cigarettes into the urn vault. Mom literally had been a diehard smoker—she died of complications from COPD—and we figured she’d be […]