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  • The final shade of death: She doesn't have Alzheimer's anymore!
    The final shade of death: She doesn't have Alzheimer's anymore!
  • What's in the Cards for You in 2021?
    What's in the Cards for You in 2021?
  • Is Your Cell Phone Number Being Used in a Scam?
    Is Your Cell Phone Number Being Used in a Scam?
  • Shades of death: When you lose a loved one to Alzheimer's disease
    Shades of death: When you lose a loved one to Alzheimer's disease
  • The crybaby cure...
    The crybaby cure...
  • When your friend battles breast cancer...
    When your friend battles breast cancer...
  • I woke up this morning...
    I woke up this morning...

Latest Posts

  • What’s in the Cards for You in 2021? January 12, 2021
  • Is Multitasking Sapping Your Spiritual Strength? December 2, 2020
  • Create Boundaries to Protect Your Most Precious Possession: Time November 16, 2020
  • Hurricane Eta Is Messing With My Day at the Beach November 11, 2020
  • The Best Way to Appreciate a Gift Is to Use It Well November 9, 2020

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Glimpses of Sara

Adam and I a mere six years ago...
Adam and I a mere six years ago…
Stainless steel frames with progressive, no-line bifocal lenses that are photochromatic and have a premium oleophobic anti-reflective coating for a mere $136.26 shipped to my mailbox in two weeks or less. Zenni, you should hire me to advertise for you.)
Stainless steel frames with progressive, no-line bifocal lenses that are photochromatic and have a premium oleophobic anti-reflective coating for a mere $136.26 shipped to my mailbox in two weeks or less. Zenni, you should hire me to advertise for you.)
My mom and I when we visited the butterfly museum last summer.
My mom and I when we visited the butterfly museum last summer.
Me and my poison ivy--not thrilled with each other even a week after it appeared.
Me and my poison ivy–not thrilled with each other even a week after it appeared.
Spontaneous selifes by way of illustration: The two on the left were done with modern technology, me looking at what would be the mirror image WYWIWYG. The right one, quasi modern, digital smartphone camera but holding it as I would a traditional camera.
Spontaneous selifes by way of illustration: The two on the left were done with modern technology, me looking at what would be the mirror image WYWIWYG. The right one, quasi modern, digital smartphone camera but holding it as I would a traditional camera.
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My dad walked me down the aisle and gave me away, despite my bird's nest hairdo.
My dad walked me down the aisle and gave me away, despite my bird’s nest hairdo.
Stars upon thar driver licenses...
Stars upon thar driver licenses…
Loving being with my husband
Loving being with my husband
A selfie of my mother and I on my last visit.
A selfie of my mother and I on my last visit.
My mom with my son Adam and me on Mother's Day 2012.
My mom with my son Adam and me on Mother’s Day 2012.
My son after his final performance in "Beauty and the Beast." He played both a beast and a prince perfectly... just like in real life. :)
My son after his final performance in “Beauty and the Beast.” He played both a beast and a prince perfectly… just like in real life. :)
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Proud mama and her baby boy
Proud mama and her baby boy
Daughter-in-love and mother-in-love. :)
Daughter-in-love and mother-in-love. :)
My friend Robena and I took a selfie prior to embarking on the Dash for Diabetes 5K Saturday morning.
My friend Robena and I took a selfie prior to embarking on the Dash for Diabetes 5K Saturday morning.
So it poured rain the day of commencement, which meant it was a bad hair day. But it was a great day with my new, old friends anyway!
So it poured rain the day of commencement, which meant it was a bad hair day. But it was a great day with my new, old friends anyway!
12 photos in glasses
The fun before the storm... Little Orange Riding Hood and her sister Trish with unruly, not overly photogenic or cooperative football fans in the background. Did these people not feel the raindrops splashing around us? This was the weekend before the Nightmare with Coughin' began...
The fun before the storm… Little Orange Riding Hood and her sister Trish with unruly, not overly photogenic or cooperative football fans in the background. Did these people not feel the raindrops splashing around us? This was the weekend before the Nightmare with Coughin’ began…
Actually, I was holding the pitchfork, and I wasn't smiling...
Actually, I was holding the pitchfork, and I wasn’t smiling…
Me, this morning, with the trusty float destined to save me from all the denizens of the deep -- and the shallows.
Me, this morning, with the trusty float destined to save me from all the denizens of the deep — and the shallows.
(When you're not great at shooting selfies while driving, transform them into sketches.... ) While I did ask my son how I looked before I left for my first day on the job, I didn't think about shooting a photo -- until I reached my first STOP sign. I look more happy than anxious. :)
(When you’re not great at shooting selfies while driving, transform them into sketches…. ) While I did ask my son how I looked before I left for my first day on the job, I didn’t think about shooting a photo — until I reached my first STOP sign. I look more happy than anxious. :)
Temporarily pouting, but permanently enlightened!
Temporarily pouting, but permanently enlightened!
That would be me.... and, yes, I am smiling behind the mask.
That would be me…. and, yes, I am smiling behind the mask.
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Category: aging

Just Above the ‘Window to the Soul’ Is the Truth Teller
aging, beauty tips, humor, it happened to me, life, self

Just Above the ‘Window to the Soul’ Is the Truth Teller

Your eyebrows are telling your secrets. Unfortunately, taming them so they don’t tell all requires time and talent and too much cash. Continue reading Just Above the ‘Window to the Soul’ Is the Truth Teller

Why Put So Much Effort Into a Body That Is Wasting Away?
aging, Christian life, exercise, humor

Why Put So Much Effort Into a Body That Is Wasting Away?

If you had to use a fragile clay pot to contain something precious, wouldn’t you take the utmost care with it? Continue reading Why Put So Much Effort Into a Body That Is Wasting Away?

How do you know when something is really broken?
aches and pains, aging, character, Christian life, humor

How do you know when something is really broken?

Isn’t it possible for something to get worse in such tiny increments that I fail to recognize “worse” until it’s completely broken? Continue reading How do you know when something is really broken?

Make them want what you have
aging, gym life, humor

Make them want what you have

Whether I intend to or not, I am marketing by the way I live — positively or negatively. You are too. We are marketers. Continue reading Make them want what you have

Menopause goal: Never let them see you sweat
aging, character, humor, life

Menopause goal: Never let them see you sweat

Who knew that “the change” meant I’d change my outfit in an instant — and then change it back again? Continue reading Menopause goal: Never let them see you sweat

Have to drink and run? Not fun
aging, humor, life

Have to drink and run? Not fun

A “prepper for a colonoscopy” is merely a pooper, stockpiling nothing, flushing everything. Continue reading Have to drink and run? Not fun

Did you have a nice trip?
aging, humor, work life

Did you have a nice trip?

I fell, sprawled on hands and knees — but no scrapes, no bruises, just a wrenched back that I optimistically thought might have been moved into alignment. Continue reading Did you have a nice trip?

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