This is your chance to ask me whatever is on your mind. Sex, love, relationships, depression, panic, memory loss, travel, food, survivorship, and football. Anonymity guaranteed!
Let me start by saying that pretty much every time I wear my Hunter boots, my day is already a 6. Love the clanging sound they make from the broken strap. They lighten up any outfit. So old school, sturdy and comfy.
I woke up early today after a late night flight home from Atlanta. I decided that if I’m going to watch football all day and night, I better get my ass moving before then. I splashed my face with water, made a quick cup of Lyons tea, tugged on my yoga pants and was out the door. I muddled my way through a yoga flow class, with the help a teacher with an exceptionally sexy, nurturing voice.
Next stop, the farmer’s market. Out go the corn and peaches, in come the pumpkins, apples and squash. With live music, gentle falling rain and earnest vendors, shopping at the market is one of the greatest simple pleasures on earth.
A Trader Joe’s stop was inevitable – no one has consistently been home at my house in weeks – when I say “there’s no food”, I mean there really is no food. Funny how my ‘year of no shopping’ has generalized to the supermarket too. I buy what I need. I don’t stock up.
Then home to throw together dinner for later – roasted vegetables. Place cut up veggies and a whole garlic in a layer on an baking pan lightly greased with olive oil. Top with drizzled olive oil, salt and pepper. Bake at 400 degrees until vegetables are just right (30-40 minutes). I eat it with a little tahini on top. I mix the tahini with lemon, a dash of soy sauce and olive oil. My cardiologist would approve.
Time for doppio espresso over ice as I take my seat in my woman cave. Maybe I’ll light a fire first. Can my team pull off a win? I’m trying to stay more calm and mindful during games – this is a big change for me. Can’t mess with my blood pressure like the old days.
Every minute of this day I am thankful and grateful.
These are a few of my favorite things. What is your idea of the perfect day?
This weekend I will be preparing for Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, which starts Sunday night. My sister is coming in from New York to attend services with my dad, mom and I. It also marks the start of my favorite season, football season. So don’t text or call me during games, unless you want to make me mad. Really mad.
Here are some suggestions for my readers from around the web this week…
Ozark started a second season on Netflix. Watch season 1 first.
This essay Why I Hope to Die at 75 – The Atlantic is a tough read, even cringe-worthy at times. It is written by Ezekiel J. Emanuel, an oncologist and bioethicist. There is something to be said about taking a pass on medical interventions that prolong life but reduce quality of life.
Check out my son’s new song, “Amy”:
Watch The Break (La Trêve), a French-language Belgian crime drama, my favorite genre.
This book was recommended to me, I just started it:
Look up Tuscookany, cooking classes in Italy. A mother-daughter life-changing bonding trip. We may do another one…
Thanks to my friends who read newspapers every day and send me articles:
Vaccinate your kids, people! Cases are on the rise here too. http://www.bbc.co.uk/
Love this article: https://www.nytimes.
Let’s learn from other countries, we are doing a terrible job here in the U.S.: https://nyti.ms/2Bysixz?
Only the Brits! https://www.bbc.co.uk/
Wishing everyone a sweet, happy, healthy year!
From my heart to yours,
Aging is the most interesting thing in life.
Aging is the most interesting thing in life.
I am now in my 60s. I recognize new behaviors creeping up:
- I worry about falling more. I grab hold of my walking partner on icy or unsteady ground; I like the safe traction of the beach or lawns.
- When going out, instead of trying to figure out what type of food I want I’m really thinking ‘which restaurant has the easiest parking’?
- I’ve had botox injections.
I went to the librarian and asked for a book about stars… The scale of the universe suddenly opened up to me. There was a magnificence to it, a grandeur, a scale that has never left me. Never, ever left me.
Mercury in retrograde comes up in conversation too many times for me to ignore. It seems to be the default scapegoat when you’re having a bad day, your computer crashes or if you have to explain doing something really impulsive (like texting an ex). Before we start judging it as fact or folly, L+M wants to know what it actually means. It suits me as a once aspiring astronaut who always wondered about astrology.
Mercury is a tiny planet that moves super fast. When Mercury zips around the sun, as it passes Earth it appears to be moving backwards, from Earth’s vantage point. This optical illusion is what is known as Mercury retrograde. This happens about 3-4 times a year and lasts three weeks each time.
Stargazers have always been fascinated by retrograde motion. “As above, so too below” is the cardinal astrologic rule. When Mercury speeds by, it creates a sort of disruption or turbulence that is thought to affect us on earth. In astrology, Mercury is associated with communication, relationships, travel, contracts, and computer codes. The 1st century poet Marus Manilius called it the “inconsistent, vivacious and curious planet.”