Fab50s

Fab40s melded right into Fab50s now that I've had a few years in here's my thoughts. It is fab. Despite having MS these past 14 years giving up alcohol and mascara at 50 has done wonders. LOL The booze was making me sick even if it was only one drink. Stomach issues 1 pill in the morning 1 before dinnah 2 at bedtime. Ah yes fab 50's and pills. A daily probiotic is a must. Vitamin D3 help keep the bones going, those lovely chocolate calcium chews are a tasty treat and the occasional Tylenol for whatever aches. On a positive note no more midol and all the pain mess that comes with that issue.  I'd take a quick hot flash over that any day.

When I worked there was the ritual of getting dressed, makeup and of course the mascara wand. Now I may put on some BB cream with SPF20, little dab of color on the cheeks, define a brow pencil (over plucking from the 80s they never grew back) and done.  Only special occasions does the mascara come out, its so freeing not to be slave to that.

I've noticed the commercials and ads for "lifestyle lift" and "wrinkle reducers". Good grief why do I have to hide or fight something that happens naturally? Ok ok I color my hair to hide those grays but it started with "sun in" spray at 16 to highlight been every color since. Someday hair coloring will go away too let it go.

The wrinkles are gonna come and I will continue to slather on good old Vaseline at night that Tracy's mom Rose swears by and her skin is lovely. No need for needles, lazors, plumpers, fillers what the heck is in that injecting stuff ugh. No thanks.  From one decade to the next, leave one set of problems there will be other new ones, that's life. It's all about the attitude make it a good one ~ make it fab.

Lilacs
Luscious intoxicating aroma of lilacs.
Deep purple turns a lighter shade of lavender.
Mama we’re going to play in the lilac fort.
The bush grew bending over the fence creating a path underneath.
Walk through with me inhale the fragrance of lilacs.
Month of May brings Mother’s day while lilacs bloom.
She would cut a bouquet of lilacs into a vase
the scent would fill the room. Lilacs. Lovely lilacs.
Home sweet smell of home.

Nancy was my first boss and foot in the door to Harvard she hired me! Amazing letter. Sometimes just doing your job the best you can really shows and shines through when its time to move on. I had a few more jobs at Harvard after this letter then time to retire due to MS so I treasure fond memories and friends.

Tourist in my own town from my Harvard days. Grammar police do not arrest me! A spring weekend 1997 captured in writing for class. Click on image, right click open to another tab to see it bigger.

Life Changes

Life changes in a blink of an eye, a New York minute, another year older and wiser.

Getting ready to pack my things and move on to the next chapter has always been daunting to me. Some people get up and go very easily.  Luckily I like organization and everything in its place. Parting with things and clearing out is fun to me. Starting fresh. Begin again. Its time for me to go…

I like this conversation by Winnie the Pooh and Piglet walking down a long happy path…

“Have we reached the end?” asked Pooh.

“Yes, I suppose it seems so…and yet”
“Yes, Piglet?’
“It is also the beginning!”

1950

think its nifty that youre 50. wrote this poem in 2000
its heartfelt and funny...

Be thankful!

A smell or taste of food can bring you back home. my moms cranberry pie recipe. she would make it this time of year. tastes more cakelike than pie great fall dish. girlz gotta eat. happy baking and being thankful! God bless xoxo