Today, like every day, Dennis asked me if there was something he could do for me. 

Me:  you could mail these for me.  I was going to yesterday but I didn’t have time.

Dennis: well give me your keys.  I hate going to the post office it’s like all the traffic…..

Me: I know!  You have said it 100 times!

Dennis: well I need to make sure you know I’m not happy about it

Aging Gracefully is Harder than it Looks!

We all want to look and feel beautiful, but as time marches on, it sometimes feels like it’s stomping right across our faces (thanks, Truvy, for the brutal honesty). And she's not wrong. With today’s world of fillers, Botox, nips, tucks, bleach bottles, and diet pills, women are spending an extraordinary amount of money just to slow down the clock—or at least give the illusion we can.

But here’s a thought to wrinkle that perfect facade (pun intended): what if beauty isn't about fighting time but about honoring it? Think of the women who came before us—the matriarchs of our families, whose laugh lines told stories of joy and resilience. We revered them, not for their lack of crow’s feet, but for their wisdom, warmth, and unwavering sense of self.

Now, imagine teaching the next generation that this kind of beauty—the kind that radiates from who we are, not how we look—is what truly matters. It’s not enough to say, "You’re perfect just the way you are." We have to live it. Imperfections and all. Wear those laugh lines like a badge of honor, because they’re proof you’ve lived, loved, and laughed (probably at your own bad jokes). And honestly, isn’t that far more beautiful than anything a syringe or diet pill can promise?

It’s not that hard to stay classy

The Effort and Elegance of a Thanksgiving Feast: A Lost Tradition? Preparing a Thanksgiving feast for your family is no easy task. It requires hours of love and labor, starting a week or more in advance, along with meticulous planning. The night before, I meticulously set the table, ensuring everything is in place for the final touches. As I scroll through social media and see countless Thanksgiving pictures, I can't help but notice a change. Families no longer seem to live up to the norms of the past. Some strive for social media perfection, while others opt for canned spam. Hats are worn at the dinner table, and children's appearances are disregarded when it comes to capturing the perfect picture. Makeup and holiday attire are almost nonexistent nowadays. Now, I'm not the biggest fan of Thanksgiving myself, but if you're going to celebrate it, why not go all out? It may seem insignificant to some, but showing a bit of elegance and class doesn't take much effort, especially if you were raised right. Let's bring back the tradition and celebrate Thanksgiving with style!

Confessions of a Confused Soul: Women Who Don't Work

I just can't wrap my head around it. The idea of not needing some kind of purpose in life, whether it's through work or volunteering, seems alien to me. Why wouldn't a woman want to contribute to the family's financial well-being? It's almost like some women want to go back to the 1950s, where being a stay-at-home mom was the norm. But let's get real here - the women of the 50s were breaking free from that mold to become breadwinners themselves. Now, we don't have that luxury anymore. We need two incomes just to put food on the table. Now, I'm not bashing women who choose to stay home with their children. I understand that raising kids is tough, demanding, and incredibly important work. But come on, when they're at school, what does a woman do all day? There's so much potential! I just can't fathom not wanting to be more than one thing. Personally, I wanted to be the best mom and also have a job. And you know what? I was lucky enough to have a profession where my children could be with me while I worked. But before that, it wasn't possible, and I still enjoyed working just as much as the precious time I had with my kids. Maybe there's no right or wrong answer here. Maybe we all just need something more in our lives to keep us occupied and fulfilled.

No to NOVEMBER Drama! Eff that noise!

Let me paint a picture of my October for you, folks!  Or perhaps I will just post one! 

As someone who has always adored the fall, this season has really given me a run for my money. First off, I had the unfortunate pleasure of experiencing allergy-induced bronchitis. And let me tell you, it's TRUE!!  Ain't nobody got time for that! To make matters worse, I had to help my mom move apartments, which led to a near-walking pneumonia because I didn't take the bronchitis seriously enough. Cue two rounds of antibiotics and a delightful pack of steroids later, and I'm finally on the road to recovery. But wait....

Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, I had a clumsy encounter with a hole in the yard and ended up spraining my ankle pretty damn bad. The ER confirmed it wasn't broken, but boy did it hurt like a bitch. While the soft cast was a saving grace for my ankle, those damn crutches were an entirely different story. My armpits were in for some serious pain.  I only lasted a measly four days on those torturous things before deciding limping around was a better option. Sitting around did nothing for my bronchitis, which was apparently clinging to my lungs like a stubborn ex. To top it all off, I was blessed with a fun little bout of vertigo that stuck around for weeks. Because who doesn't want to be dizzy while trying to walk?

To add insult to injury, we also experienced a tragic loss in the family and had to travel for a funeral. The silver lining was seeing my sweet Aunt and cousins, but returning to reality meant heading back home to work. With all these ailments piling up, I had to postpone surgery three times!  But I eventually had to bite the bullet and have the surgery the morning after Halloween.And let me tell you, as a daycare owner and a grandma to 11, that was no piece of cake!

Here's to hoping November treats me a little kinder!