It’s time to talk menopause. Men – you’re welcome to stay, but if this kind of conversation makes you uncomfortable, feel free to check out one of my posts about football instead. Last January I missed my period. It happened again in February and I sensed it was the beginning of the end. Rather than proceed with a year of living dangerously, I hightailed it over to a holistic medical center and met with the physicians and counselors to express my fear of a. hot flashes, b. getting fat, and c. cataclysmic mood swings. They reviewed my diet and exercise habits, did some blood and hormone workups, and recommended bioidentical hormones and vitamins and supplements.
All I want for Christmas is a bucket list trip. Rio, anyone? (Photo: Travel + Leisure)
Between the shopping and wrapping and baking and singing, I like to pause during the holidays and daydream about the vacations I want to take in the new year. Every December there are many “Best Of” lists published and each one comes with gorgeous slideshows. I pour a glass of wine, kick back, and swoon. It’s Tinder for travelaholics: swipe right, swipe right, SWIPE RIGHT! Continue reading →
Europe’s train system is incredible. For the price of a lunch in New York City, you can pick up a 2nd class ticket in any city and get yourself to another city for a day of touring. It’s practical, economical, and reliable.
Why, you ask, did we forsake that security to rent a car?
Um. Because we were traveling Americans. And road trips are what we do. Continue reading →
“Poppies. Poppies will put them to sleep.” We couldn’t help ourselves. Wandering through Monet’s lovely gardens, my sister and I simply had to do our very best Witch of the West cackles. Tour groups scattered in all directions. It was a great way to clear the area of selfie sticks to better enjoy Giverny’s waterlilies.