it's all about me · remembering / musing

When the REAL truth lurks

Being fifty-something, I know that there are many truths in friendship. Especially in female fifty-something friendships. There are the day-to-day “press release” truths you share and quip, often in multi-age company: “Fifty is the new forty” “You’re only as old as you feel” “I can do anything I want”. Then there are the half-truths, the… Continue reading When the REAL truth lurks

it's all about me · kitchen capers

Why I don’t bake (much).

Being fifty-something, I have identified some of my strengths. Baking is not one of them. It’s not like I haven’t tried to be a kitchen goddess. I’m still trying … I’m just not expecting too much. Why? You know those road intersections labelled as blackspots? They usually have signs on their approach warning drivers they… Continue reading Why I don’t bake (much).