Strip away all the hoohah, the pink and the blue, the booties and the pacifiers, and what you’ve got is a world in which women are valued for what their ovaries do and their wombs produce.

…seeing the signs of aging gave me a bit of a start. You know it’s coming but you’re never quite ready when it does finally appear.

Here’s what’s P-ing me O, frosting my hide, and generally adding to my disgruntlement this week.
Target: Yes, again. I made a trip to Target in Elk Grove yesterday because I needed (a) knickers, …

BlogHer’10 is coming up next week and while MidLifeBloggers will not be there, we thought it important to offer this treatise on the psychodynamics of blogging for all the attendees….

I do want to do a toy review, however. I’m dying to try the finger vibrators. They look so cool, and I’m intrigued by how small the batteries must be, or is there a cord?

The job was close by, I could indulge my lust for all things skin care, and as a bonus, I could impart to other women the secrets that I have accrued over a life lived in cosmetics.

Two weeks without a new post on MidLifeBloggers–my my my, haven’t we all been missing us. And haven’t I been remiss…

You show me halves/Half smiles/Hints of what lies/half-buried…

It’s Wednesday.  I bet you’re wondering: where’s that whatchamacallit Writer’s Workshop thingie?  S’not here.  Maybe t’won’t be ever again.  This website is iterating (new cool word I read all about here in the New York …

If you caught my first posting about my inspiration for this project, you’ll see from the pictures that I made some changes along the way.