She wasn’t the prettiest, the thinnest, the most popular girl but she was really smart and seriously focused and as ambitious as any of the guys. These were the heady days of feminism after all. Anna was a sister.
I promise, on my honor, etc. etc. etc., to publish a post a day on MidLifeBloggers for the entire month of November . Care to join me? We could call it MLBBloPoMo
Is this not the perfect summer movie for the midlife crowd? The producers think so and they’re sponsoring a giveaway on MidLifeBloggers: a $50 Fandango certificate is the first prize.
They are not geeks coding in the closet; they are venture capitalists–you can read about them here–who are looking for new streams of gold to mine from the internet.
Wrap each one in pretty red cellophane and tie with a bow. Take them down the road and up to the High Street–”Please, miss, won’t you buy my Valentine S’mores?”
Happy New Year. Oh, did I say that already? I’ve been writing for so many different sites that I can’t remember who I’ve told what….Oh, and I apologize for mixing my metaphors.
Jane Gassner said: @DarryleP Hey Darryle...long time, no see/hear/etc. What are you up to? Besides reading the Quindlen memoir?This happened about 10 hours ago
Jane Gassner said: MidLifeBloggers is talking about the new Anna Quindlen memoir. http://t.co/2jiY0Lx6This happened about 12 hours ago