Is it time to retire the low risers and move on to the mom jeans? It’s a question I have asked myself any number of times since hitting the age of 40. Maybe some things are timeless, but there are many items in our pantry […]
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Welcome to my mountain, part II
I committed my first cruelty at the innocent age of 4. And I knew it. We were a team almost from the get go, Amy and me. In the 4-kid ABBA rhyme scheme that was our family pattern, we were the tight middle core — […]
Be cool. 