Category: Midlife

Wide U.S. Open!

This past Saturday my friends Fran, Debi and I went to the US Open in Pinehurst for the day. I’m no expert on golf. I leave that to my husband, Lee, who has been down there all week covering the event. But when it comes to getting in trouble, the three of us gals can…




The Wedding Planner

My apologies for no blog entries in a while. My excuse? I’m employed. I’m back where I belong as a graphic designer. I won’t go on and on about how great it is to be steadily working again, because if I get fired it will be a real challenge to find any humor in being…




The Break Up

Dear Winter, I am breaking up with you. It’s over, done, finished. Don’t hang around. It makes you look needy. I will move to a tanning salon if I have to and wait for my new love to come rescue me – spring. I know our affair has been a long one. With childlike wonder…




Stop in the Name of Love

I know exactly what Lee Pace is thinking right about now. Due to ice, snow and his strategic planning, we can skip Valentine’s Day. I know this because he took me out to dinner on Tuesday this week since the predicted inclement weather would leave us stuck and bored in the house for a few…




Oh Brother

Editor’s Note: I have chronicled my journey to find my birth family in another publication*, but for those who are new to my blog, here are the Cliff Notes: With the help of a woman who specializes in adoption information searches, I learned that my birth parents married two years after I was born in…




Marriage and the Whole Picture.

What’s wrong with this picture? The bed is made. The duvet cover is from Pottery Barn. I have the cute accent pillows and Lee’s lovely framed prints on the wall that match the color scheme of our room. There’s harmony going on in the middle. It’s the opposite sides of the bed that tell it…




My New Year’s Evolution

I’m not big on resolutions. I simply resolve to keep evolving. That covers all my bases to do better in the new year –– whichever year we happen to be celebrating. I know I should exercise more, drink less wine, get organized, eat healthier, make more money and be more serious on occasion. Whew! That…



Tradionally Speaking

The last few days before Christmas always pack a punch with holiday traditions I must celebrate as if the world will stop if I don’t. Midlife has had a way of happily taking the angst down just a notch for me. I’m no longer sandwiched between the realities of aging parents and the make believe…




Holiday Home Girl’s Answer to Perfection

My daughter loves to post this photo around the holiday every year as her profile picture on Facebook. That’s me. This isn’t staged. I’m not drunk. I just used to be intoxicated on perfection. It’s a great reminder of what happens when that is your goal during the holidays. This debacle happened six years ago….




My Road to Recovery

There is a road that leads to hospitals all across the country. The travelers on this journey are strangers to one another. Some of these people will be connected for days, weeks, months or years. But no matter the length of time in that car, the cancer patient who sits in the passenger seat leaves…