Kids often want their parents to be as “normal” as the neighbours appear to be, but sometimes its the eccentricities that turns kids into truly interesting adults.
Hands-On Love: Humour Goes a Long Ways in Marriage Success
Two years after losing her mother, writer Star Weiss reflects on her parents’ 69-year marriage, and how they never stopped holding hands.
From Perky to Practical: Gym-Inspired Thoughts on Aging
I do have fond memories of a brief couple of years as a Mrs. Robinson-like character, and you can’t help but feel just a moment or two of regret when you realize you’ve grown old enough that the young Benjamins of this world now view you warmly as a harmless mother substitute.
Handwritten Recipes Stir Up Memories
Those old handwritten recipes you pull out are more than just a list of instructions. They’re an important link to your past.
Arachnids and Winter Phenomena
It’s Spider vs. Human in this epic battle to see who will rule the bedroom. But what is that shiny orb hovering in the sky? And whose side is it on?
From the Ashes: Life After a House Fire
When a family’s old house burns down, can shiny new renovations ever replace stories that were hidden in old walls?
Crazy Cat Lady? I Think Not
I am okay with some wrinkles. I am fine with the shifting shape of my butt. Even my worsening arm wattle isn’t that alarming … but accepting crazy cat lady-ness? Uh-uh.
The Frugality Gene
It’s a little known, but (mostly) true fact that an elusive bit of DNA known as the Frugality Gene can govern a person’s entire behavior. Susan Ivory separates thrift from cheap.
The Quiet of Winter: A Runner’s Reflection
I make it sound oh so beautifully romantic but in all honesty, running is hard for me and I think it always will be, but within that physical struggle, there is something else there that brings me closer to the earth, closer to me.
Why I Wear Black: A Love Affair with Dark Fashion
Johnny Cash once sang, “I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down, / Livin’ in the hopeless, hungry side of town…” I love Johnny Cash, but that’s not why I wear black. I don’t wear black because I’m depressed either. Or to look thin. Or to look mysterious.