I don’t know about you, but when the temperatures start to soar, I run for cover. Literally.

And it hasn’t gotten better as I’ve gotten older. Nope. I’m even more of a weather wimp than I used to be. My husband always says I have a one degree heat tolerance. Either it’s one degree too hot, or one degree too cold. Whatever.

Even though I’m not what you would call a heat lover, many of the traditions and activities of Summer are definitely things I love – like dinner parties al fresco, concerts in the park, picnics, the long days and warm Summer nights. View Post

That is the question. Albeit not an earth shattering, world saving, or as important a question as Hamlet asked, but for a Friday morning, I’m OK with it.

Tucking in one’s shirt or top becomes a bit more challenging as we age. That little front tummy bulge or widening of the hips gives many of us pause before we tuck. Am I right? View Post