inspiring folk · it's all about me · out and about

Celebrating fifty-something in style … at The Press Club

Being fifty-something, I love welcoming others into the “fifty-something” club. Mostly, I’m more excited than they are. I remember that reluctance, the hesitance to own the “fifty-something” tag. Owning the tag doesn’t mean that’s all there is to you. I like to set rookie fifty-somethings straight. Resistance is futile. You can’t run. You can’t hide.… Continue reading Celebrating fifty-something in style … at The Press Club

inspiring folk · it's all about me

A milestone that truly matters

Being fifty-something, I know milestones matter. Today someone-near-and-dear-to-me celebrated a very special milestone … 10 years of being cancer-free. Now there’s something worth celebrating. What a journey since that frightening decade-ago diagnosis of breast cancer. It’s still frightening. It always will be. My someone-near-and-dear-to-me is quick to credit the love and support of those around… Continue reading A milestone that truly matters

it's all about me · out and about

Gentlemen, start your engines … a big Bucket List tick

Being fifty-something, I have succumbed to the vagaries of a Bucket List. It’s not terribly ambitious. It’s purposely populated with “do-able” deeds … stuff that I can actually see myself managing. How else am I going to experience those legendary endorphin hits generated by the “ticking off” of a Bucket List item? So far, progress… Continue reading Gentlemen, start your engines … a big Bucket List tick

it's all about me · out and about · shopping / or not

Dumpster diving … and proud of it

Being fifty-something, I’m honest enough to admit I have dived into a dumpster or two. I know it’s not everybody’s “normal” but it’s worked for me. I’m not a serial dumpster diver. I prefer to think of it as opportunist diving rather than intent-based diving. Just now and again, when the situation demands it. I… Continue reading Dumpster diving … and proud of it

craftiness · it's all about me · organising /good ideas at the time

Hit me with your ribbon stick (climbing back into the craft saddle)

Being fifty-something, I’m nothing if not persistent. The horror of my near-death-by-scrapbooking experience is slowly fading. So much so that last weekend I climbed back into the crafting saddle … boots and all. Inspired by the lithe young gymnasts at the London Olympics, I resolved to attempt a gymnast’s ribbon wand as a gift for… Continue reading Hit me with your ribbon stick (climbing back into the craft saddle)

it's all about me · remembering / musing

Jack Sparrow and the (metaphorical) circle of life

Being fifty-something, I know we can learn a lot from the animal world. Especially from our domesticated friends, like our Jack Sparrow (pirate cat and bon vivant). Jack’s not the most worldly of cats. He didn’t venture outside for the first seven years of his life (not unless you count that time he fell out… Continue reading Jack Sparrow and the (metaphorical) circle of life