So I’m here to tell you that turning 60 doesn’t feel much different, although I’m childishly (see? no aged wisdom yet!) feeling rather sorry for myself. Stuck by myself in our Vancouver apartment with a…
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WhereasLisa had many of herreaders commenting that she certainly could wear skinny jeans against her conviction that they made her look “like a bowling pin,” I’m just as likely, I suspect, to have my readers wincing,…
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Feeling a little low this morning, partly last night’s election results, partly an anticipatory homesickness (I know, isn’t that weird? But I get bouts of it before every extended trip and wish we were just…
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Although this is, obviously, a post on Paris travels, and it includes references to my history with/in the city, it’s not the one I referred to in my last post. The promised post to come…
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I’ve been busy writing another post about my history in French,part of a proposed continuing series that so far is hitting a high of one post a year. . . .I’m hoping to get it…
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