I was minding my own business, tweezing my eyebrows using a high powered magnifying mirror, capable of lighting up the crevices of your aging face like floodlights used to interrogate Colombian drug kingpins during the Pablo Escobar era, when I saw it.
There is a 50+ woman online who out-sexes me by a mile. I’m so thrilled to introduce you to Erica Jagger, a pseudonym evocative of
I didn’t realize when I woke up this morning, there was a price on my head. I rolled out of bed, after the kids and
ALERT! ALERT! ALL PERI-MENOPAUSAL WOMEN BEWARE: In case you were thinking of accidentally forgetting to renew your antidepressants, and weren’t concerned about missing a few
7 a.m. Without my antidepressants, I awake and think: “I am born.” — (Charles Dickens, David Copperfield) I feel fine and fresh and new. I
It’s the moment every woman dreads. You’re lying flat on your back, your feet in stirrups and a doctor lady with cold fingers kneads your
This is what I did to prepare for my 30th high school reunion: 1. Over-indulge in wine coolers and nervous carbohydrate eating. 2. Gain 5
In considering the usual psychological tropes for why alumni don’t attend their high school reunions my research has come to this: (1)He feels too fat.
(Warning: This post is inspired by that foul-mouthed Delta Gamma who threatened to “C&nt Punt” her sisters if they didn’t shape up. Turn away if
Here is how I know I’m in peri menopause: 1. I’m Smoking Hot. Not in the good way. I’ll be minding my own business hanging
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