Sleeping Together After 50 is a Riot!

Sleeping together after fifty is a riot! Honestly, between getting up to pee 3 times each. We try to go right after each other to lessen the parade in hopes of getting actual sleep. Yep, it’s a pee pee parade.  Then there’s free floating anxiety, heart...

Deadly Dating and a Dad from Carpool Line

There is a hairy naked man lying in my bed, and I don’t even know his middle name. He’s wearing obsession and I’m wearing cucumber scent together we smell like shwarma. It’s our third date, the sex date. My mom fixed me up with him. He’s...
When Will He Say “I Love You”?

When Will He Say “I Love You”?

“I love you” is hard for me to say.  So, I blurt it! I love, love. And when  it comes to balance, I am either sitting on someone’s head or running away like a thief in the night. Balance I find is really overrated. I have loved so much I have...
My Dad, Grief and the Neighbor Lady

My Dad, Grief and the Neighbor Lady

Losing my mom was so much more complicated and lonelier than I could have ever imagined. Grief is a crazy shape-shifter… and loves to rear it’s ugly head in the most inopportune times. The 7 Stages of Grief from Elisabeth Kübler-Ross Shock or Disbelief...