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50 is now a lot closer than it was yesterday

So today I’m 47. Yesterday I was a spritely 46. Today I’m only three years away from 50, my back aches and I slept funny on my neck so now it hurts to turn my head.

What will I do today to celebrate, other than put a heating pad on my neck? Gosh, let’s see the list of fun things lined up for me:

we started the morning with a round of breakfast-and-lunchbox making; followed by walking the 5th grader to school and listening to the relentless monologue about Maple Story, a computer game from hell played only by mildly compulsive pre-adolescent boys (I realize this may be a redundant phrase and that all pre-adolescent boys may be mildly compulsive, true).

The mid-morning will be full of dishes and laundry, with occasional swipes at bathtub scurf.

Cleaning will be interrupted by a yoga class where hopefully my creaking 47 year old bones won’t collapse in a heap. Yesterday was yoga teacher Lululemonista’s birthday. She has a streak of green in her hair, blue toenails, and matching aztec skulls tattooed on the back of each thigh. I think probably her birthday was a lot more interesting than mine. Continue Reading →

Continue Reading · on January 20, 2011 in growing up, me my own personal self

Galoshes

Remember when you were little and your mom told you to wear your rubbers on rainy days?  And the boots were so sticky inside that you had to put a plastic bag or something over your shoe to get the shoe inside the boot?

Steve Madden Shoes, which had this box next to the register, seems to have the same memory… sort of:

Thanks to Alison Moll for bringing this to my attention. If you’re a church-type person, you might want to check out the church that Alison and her husband run: Forefront, the church for people who don’t like church.

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Continue Reading · on December 10, 2010 in NYC, shopping

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