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Finding Your Muse

There is a time in your life when you meet someone special, someone who has that unique spark or that “it” factor. You have no idea why you’re drawn to that someone especially a newly minted Zumba instructor whose English at the time was just as proficient as my grade school Spanish. Her English, by … Continue reading

A Baby Boomer’s Note to Younger Self

It’s Saturday night, clock ticking towards midnight, and I’m watching a 2006 movie, The Devil Wears Prada. I bet I am one of a handful of people on earth who has never seen its first run, or its second, or its continuous reruns on cable, Netflix, or any other streaming service. The Devil Wears Prada … Continue reading

Pickleball Camp, Here We Come!

For those of you who follow my Facebook page, you know by now that I, and a few of my Pickleball friends, attended Pickleball Camp, in New Durham, New Hampshire. The five hour drive, sleeping in a kids’, low frills, one room cabin, and the very idea of unfettered “bugs” did not deter us. In … Continue reading

Death By Chocolate!

What better way to cap off two hours of intense Pickleball playing than to saddle up to the local diner for delicious mouth watering ice-cream; throw in a side of crispy French Fries and all is right with the world. Between playing Pickleball and inhaling the ice-cream desserts the endorphin rush was amazing. But today’s … Continue reading

Secrets to an Active Boomer Lifestyle

Let me start out by saying, I come from a line of non traditional grandmothers. My grandmother, who was 89 when she passed away, was a fiercely independent woman who worked most of her adult life. During the depression and beyond she raised three children, one of whom was my mother, and was responsible for … Continue reading

Now, Where Are My Sneakers??!!

Becoming a quasi athlete in your 60’s can be viewed as admirable, enviable or just plain nuts! Sometimes I shake my head in disbelief wondering, “who is this person setting the alarm so that she can be on the pickleball court by 8 am?” Lacing up my sneakers as I grab my pickleball gear, I … Continue reading