One Simple Way of Letting Go Of Perfectionism

“Perfectionism is not a quest for the best. It is…the part that tells us that nothing we do will ever be good enough...”  Julia Cameron...more

When to Say When: 30:30 Somethings

As a child, I possessed a food-o-graphic memory/fo͞od ōˌgrafik ˈmem(ə)rē/noun The ability to remember the contents of your kitchen cabinets and refrigerator in explicit detail.The rest is up to adulthood. I ate fast and lived slower, and darn it, I learned lessons along the way. Read more about it....more

Lessons from a summer camp dropout

I just finished another one of those books about a group of teens who meet at sleepaway camp, share their innermost secrets and form lifelong bonds that can only be shared by friends who’ve lived with each other 24/7 during that coming-of-age time in their life.And I’m envious....more

The Night I Became a Teenager

In the fall of 1975 I went to a birthday party.  It was a time when we were quite impressed with ourselves, my friends and I. We had the right clothes - overalls and carpenter pants, Frye boots and Huck-a-Poo shirts, and we were, for the most part, unsupervised most of the time, free to smoke cigarettes and pot and drink cheap beer. We were so young, but, due to our proximity to New York City and the availability of money and free time, we were a lot more sophisticated than we should have been....more

Your Forties: When Bad Things Happen to Good People

I know Charles Dickens was talking about the French Revolution when he said “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times” but I also think he may have been referencing my forties.My forties. How is it even possible?...more

I am a nontraditional College student and I love it!!

I grew up in Fairfield Connecticut.  I went to Roger Ludlowe High School (now called Fairfield Ludlowe High School I believe). This school was not just a high school, it was called a "College Preparatory" school.    So I guess they expected us to go to college....more

The sound of the buzzer

Maz had my eyes crossed in a matter of seconds not to mention the liquid of sticky joy that escaped from deep within me was making its way across the top of the machineThe noise from up stairs had long exploded and we barely heard sounds of distanced echoes racing across a large canyon.I could tell that he too was ready to release the tension that was building up inside of him. The sounds of my lips smacking to the sound of the escaping suction started to quicken along with my hands motions of going up and down on his shaft, he was ready....more

Why You Need to Eat Like a Woman (Unless You Want to Gain Weight Like a Man)

Mom probably told you to act like a lady, but did she ever tell you to eat like a lady? This breakthrough book does.Men and women are different. Period. (We get periods; they don't.)...more

Life As A Headcase: Please Call For Help

I am really sorry that my last post scared people but I appreciate the concern you all showed.  Yes, it WAS a bad situation but not to worry...I have very qualified and competent professionals who care and who DID care for and about me....more