Comedy with Stretch Marks

I talk about love, children, marriage, divorce, dating after 50, aging parents, hiking, perimenopause, shoes and more shoes, PMS, good sex, awkward sex, menopause, grown children, viagra, yoga and popcorn...

this is my life, silly, cheeky and just plain weird

I hope this makes you feel better about your life

Love Can Bite!

Love Bites are audio clips based on real conversations from my funny & awkward love life, featuring my friend Robbie Rist, who plays every man who has graced my path.

like mini romantic comedies

Random Thoughts

Is it wrong when I see a nice guy my age and wonder how healthy his wife is? When I die, bury me in a size 2 dress and leave the back open … ‘cause eventually, it will fit me. Do animals go through menopause? Don’t ever ask someone if they’re pregnant unless you see a leg hanging out between their legs. I woke up this morning and found three more pairs of leopard shoes in my closet. I wonder if my cat likes me, or is that a reflection of how I feel about myself? My nail lady looked in my eyes when she massaged my hands today. It felt so intimate I started to giggle. Savasana would be so much better if my yoga teacher would lay his toned, hard body on top of me. Yes, I said that! I have to work so hard not to fart and sneeze. Since I became a vegetarian, I smell like Campbell's vegetable soup when I work out. Super hot ... I know.

The Blog

Breast Cancer and a David Cassidy Tattoo

Getting naked with someone new is always a weird experience. Weird. I have very lopsided boobs from a lumpectomy and radiation and a giant beautiful jagged 3-inch scar right in my cleavage. I also have a 30-year-old smeared tattoo of Janis Joplin on my hip that now looks like Woody Allan. And a salt and […]

Father Knows Best

I was so freaking nervous interviewing my dad and perhaps not my normal revealing self. I was feeling a bit insecure and my dad may have been too. He came into the studio with a folder full of prepared schtick. My dad dove deep into what love means to him and was surprisingly forthcoming. He […]

Love Hurts, Poetry Hurts More!

I wrote a poem once… Only Once! I am a reluctant romantic… …don’t look in my eyes too much while we make whoopie it freaks me out. I like holding hands and walking on the beach when the sun goes down. I LIKE ROMANCE! There it’s out! Now stop laughing! “A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, […]