TMI with a spoonful of sugar

You may remember me mentioning that I’m turning 50 this year. With great age, comes great responsibility. While I’m not quite old enough for AARP, at this advanced phase of my life I am expected to submit participate in a list of various and sundry screenings and tests that in medieval times would be considered torture. One such test will be conducted on Wednesday, and … Continue reading TMI with a spoonful of sugar

Hold your breath and count to ten

I am apparently quickly becoming a woman “of a certain age.” This is my birthday week… yeah, I am going to celebrate all stinkin’ week, that’s how I roll. Yesterday I turned 49, and I’ve got a lot going on to celebrate – not my birth, but my life. Monday I went in for my yearly physical. My doctor gave me a copy of this … Continue reading Hold your breath and count to ten