Laments About Midlife Romance

Trouble in Marital Paradise

Handsome Hubby's Got Yet A(nother) New Honey

Trouble in Marital Paradise

There’s trouble in marital paradise. Handsome Hubby, the man with a roving eye, has got yet another new honey. He’s spending all his free time with her, and I worry his work is suffering too.

All HH’s friends think she’s hot too. They’re also spending time with her, using and abusing her. It’s disgusting. Read more

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Belly Fat, No Belly Laughs

Ho, Ho, Oh, No!

Belly Fat, Not Belly Laughs

Much like Scarlett O’Hara, I once took much pride in my tiny waist. But that was long ago. Now, more like Santa Claus, I have belly fat. But no belly laughs from me. More, oh, no, no than ho, ho, ho!

Yes, once, I was a lass with a classic hourglass figure, but time, Read more

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Some Men Show Love with Hardware, not Hard Slaps

A Non-Will Smith Blog

Household hardware

While much of the nation is still obsessed with The Slap, Handsome Hubby is indulging in one of his obsessions — household hardware. The man is a drawer pull, knob, switch plate, and electrical outlet cover fanatic. Yes, this blog is about a man who shows his love with hardware, not hard slaps. Read more

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Sleep Apnea? Not Me. No Way.

Except It Seems So

I’ve been a “teensy” tired lately. Well, honestly, I’ve been exhausted for months. I wake up tired no matter what time I go to sleep. No matter if I nap. No matter what. Sleep apnea, you surmise. No way, I say! Read more

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Prodependency Like the Pros

Ina and Her Jeffrey. HH and Me

Prodependency

First of all, who knew prodependency was a word, no less a thing? But sure enough, it is both.

So, now you — and me — know.

This new buzzy psychological term is different than codependency, which most of us are familiar with. Read more

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The Way to a Man’s Heart is Through His …

All Hail the Spicy Crab Pot

the way to a man's heart

Last week was our 35th wedding anniversary. You might think after all these years that passion has abated in our marriage, but you’d be wrong. Handsome Hubby is still one hot honey. As for me, I thought I knew the way to a man’s heart, but this year … Well, this year was a bit different. Read more

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My Face Has Gone to the Dogs

More Bow Wow than Wow

My face has gone to the dogs

When I was a child, my Uncle George would grab my cheeks so hard I thought he’d lift me off the ground.

“Such a shayna punim,” he’d exclaim with joy. (The term is Yiddish. It literally means “pretty face” but colloquially means what a pretty girl.)

“Yes!” my parents would reply with equal joy.

At 6, I hated Uncle George as I rubbed my aching cheeks, and I hated my parents for allowing this unwelcome greeting. Read more

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Livin’ La Vida Loca in a New Town

Middle-Aged Muddlers, Rejoice!

Livin' La Vida Loca

Ah, life in a new city. So exciting. So much to do! And so much adventure. Yes, we’re livin’ La Vida Loca. It’s a middle-aged muddler’s dream.

Week six in Reno and each day brings something new. Why just this morning, we discovered wet carpet in the downstairs hallway, and that, in turn, led to a discovery of — you guessed it — mold! Now we’re in for a jolly good time getting that sorted out!

But wait! I’m getting ahead of myself. Read more

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Our Adventure Begins

(But Really, Let's Talk about Handsome Hubby ... and Ice Cream)

Our adventure begins

Well, we’ve arrived in Reno at our new house. And so, our new adventure begins in earnest.

Hooray or oy vey? Read more

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Crocs are Still a Thing!

My Aching Bunions Rejoice. My Stylish Soul Laments

Crocs are still a thing

Last night, in bunion distress, I tossed out the last of my chic pointy high heels. My achy feet rejoiced, but my stylish soul cried out in despair. Later, seeking new comfortable shoes to buy, I discovered — to my extreme horror — crocs are still a thing!

They’re not just a “thing,” they’re proliferating — like mushrooms, mildew, and nuclear weapons. Read more

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