Category Archives: Life in the middle

All hail autumn!

The summer of hell is over! I know its October and clearly summer is no longer, though Los Angeles temperatures dictate that 90+ temps will make it seem like summer well into the arrival of pumpkin spice everything at Trader Joes, but I am just now beginning to breathe a big sigh of relief from… Read More »

My eggs

Here are two close ups from a needlepoint project I’m almost finished with. I wanted to create something that represents the changes going on in my body as I go through menopause. What will happen to my eggs and my art when I’m done?

Auf Wiedersehen!

Breakin’ up is hard to do. Neil Sedaka said it in 1962 and again in 1975. Apparently it was so hard he went to #1 in the charts with two different arrangements in two different decades. Well, I certainly concur; whether its matters of the heart or a work situation, the change can be overwhelming.… Read More »


I hung with my sister not long ago when we went together to her high school reunion. She graduated the year before me, so I knew many of the people from her class and considered them friends. The experience was surreal on a number of levels. First I realized I hadn’t “hung out” with my… Read More »

Sunny Acres

Talking to yet another friend about the hunt for accommodations for her aging parent(s), I started to think about what we Gen Xers would be looking for in an old folks’ home. I’ve visited enough of these places to know the residents are never doing anything that seems interesting to me. So what if I… Read More »

Sleep Like A Biddy

Sleeping like a baby. Yeah, right! Who wants to sleep like a baby? Bedtime at 5pm, then up every two hours to eat, burp, or poop?! Not me! But like a wrong turn down a windy road with no easy way to turn around, middle age has brought me places I never thought I’d get… Read More »

Old Man Jenkins

When I was a kid, I thought my parents were so out of touch with my world. My dad claimed to have walked five miles to school in the snow; he came to America not speaking a word of English. My mom grew up ultra-orthodox, and with a complete lack of knowledge for what was… Read More »

I’m Schwitzing!

I thought I had nothing more to say about hot flashes; I was following that old chestnut of, “If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say it at all.”  It turns out they were talking about people, not hot flashes. So I’m free to blather on a little more! I’m plagued by these… Read More »

I Hate Yoga!

It’s morning. I wake up, already exhausted, looking forward to my afternoon nap. Is this what a middle aged, menopausal funk looks like? Is there something I can do about it? Whenever I ask others, the answer always seems to be yoga. Well, I say, “No-go” to yoga! Yoga, I have tried to love you,… Read More »

Where Is The Love?

I’ve been thinking a lot about love. I get it in spades from my children, feel the hugs from my friends, the occasional purr from my cats. But what’s missing, what’s really missing, is that sun-drenched, wind swept romantic love. I don’t think about it when I’m packing up lunches, enforcing bedtimes, and extolling the… Read More »