I turned 42 in April and immediately passed a milestone in aging and boobery. 42 is when I started stuffing things into my bra to
Tag: middle age
Which wine goes best with existential dread?
Sometimes I talk to social media in a vacuum filled with crickets, but this time I got a few responses. Me: Which wine goes best with
I love to (pretend I want to) go dancing.
George: “It’s more like a full-body dry heave set to music” (Seinfeld) I wish I could dance like a white girl because that would be
Like a tree, you can count my vaginal rings and tell how old I am.
On April 23, 2013 I turned 37 years old. Apparently I have a meltdown every couple of years over my age since the last documented
My birthday is going to be in one month. I’m going to be older.
I had a bit of a crisis when I turned 35. It started a month before where I journaled a 35th birthday countdown of sorts