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BlogsVirtual grandchildren: all the cuteness, none of the tuition paymentsI was a little shocked when I read somewhere that the average age of the first-time American grandmother, according to the National Center for Health Statistics, is 47. Gulp. I can wait. Besides, who needs real grandchildren, when we have virtual ones, from around the world? Like the cutest little French girl on earth telling a story. Glass totally empty, on verge of cracking into tiny piecesBy B.J. Roche Last summer, when my local paper, The Recorder, ran a story predicting the collapse of capitalism as we know it, I joked to my husband that we really did live in the people's republic-of-something-or-other. Why you need to take a walkI just wrote a blog post for my students about why they should consider outdoor activities and exercise as part of their school work. Gorge, whine, screw
by Julie Fredrick When I first learned that the book Eat, Pray, Love was being made into a movie, I was soooo not interested. However, my reasons for actually dishing out $7.50 for the matinee price to see it were threefold: Is there an app for me?Daughter (age 21), will not answer cell phone; only responds to text messages. Sometimes. Depends on mood. Even if you are trying to give her money. Turns out I am not alone. Mother (age 86), can only be reached on cell phone. When it is working. And turned on. And the ringer loud enough. And within her reach within the first five rings. There's still time. Get off Facebook and go see a show.
Don't you love these people? Yes, the candles on the table are lit. They are from New Jersey, but they were at Tanglewood in the Berkshires last Sunday, to see Yo Yo Ma's Silk Road Ensemble, and having a helluva time. They had also been at Tanglewood the night before, and had visited the Norman Rockwell Museum and The Clark Art Institute during the weekend. The Power of Afghanistan's Womenby Fara Warner Several media stories about women in Afghanistan caught my attention today. All of them reminded me of the unquestioning power of women--even if that power is only to get the conversation going about the continuing fight for the rights of women around the world. How we love our animals. And Richard Gere. In that order.An old friend just Facebooked me a link to a movie trailer that, I am chagrined to say, had me crying by the end. It featured two elements that endure on the list of aging boomer women's most favorite things: 1. Richard Gere. 2. A dog. Plus, Joan Allen. A peep.
Minus that kooky house in Nights in Rodanthe, which you just couldn't watch without wondering about the septic system. Madmania: When you can't get enough Don Draper, even though he's starting to remind you of a pig you dated in college
I love you, Don, but I'm not 'in love' with you. It's not you, it's me. I'll call you. You didn't think this was a monogamous relationship did you? Can't say no to Say Yes to the Dress
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