A few weeks ago, I did something I vowed I would never do, I lied about my age. Well to be accurate, I didn’t so much lie as I stretched the definition of the late 60s to include 1965, the year I was born. I was submitting a piece to an online publication that caters to women in their 40s, and I didn’t want to advertise the fact that I would be leaving the club in less than … [Read more...]
Too Much of a Good Thing
I have a guilty pleasure that I don't often confess to: I love reading romance novels. My favorites are those written by Danielle Steel. I’ll admit they’re on the fluffy side, but some days I just need a bit of an escape. Nothing quite does it like losing myself in one of Ms. Steel’s books. They’re an effortless read, and I can polish one off in about an hour if I get … [Read more...]
