The Secret Side Of My Dad

Jun 17, 2011 by

I’ve always heard that it’s common for girls to not get along with their mothers, particularly during the terrible teens, but that was never the case for me.  I honestly cannot remember ever getting into a single fight with my mom.  Dad, however, was a different story. Dad was Archie to Mom’s Edith.  He was a very large, intimidating man and was not the most patient person in the world.  Most people were afraid of him, but for some reason, I never was.  I think he liked that I would stand up to him, but it also frustrated him.  He loved to push my buttons, teasing me relentlessly until my temper flared and I would yell at him and storm off.   We had a couple fights that were doozies and it wasn’t completely uncommon...

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It Was All About The Pancakes

May 3, 2011 by

I registered for a 5 mile race with my friends Laurie and Tara.  We agreed to meet at the start around 7:15 AM, do the five miles and then go out for pancakes after. This particular race was the first of a three race series to benefit The Ohio Canal Corridor (aka The Towpath).  For each race you run, you get a very nice tech running shirt to commemorate the day.  Participation in all three races gets you a snazzy bonus shirt. Laurie arrived at the start shortly before I did.  The race was to begin at 8AM, but the roads leading to the start were closing at 7:30.   Laurie sent Tara a text message to tell her where we were parked and then we sat in my car waiting for her to arrive,...

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I Hate Running

Apr 22, 2011 by

I hate running.  I really, really hate running.  In spite of my white hot dislike for running, I feel compelled to keep trying it and continue to register for races.  I have heard that quote about the definition of insanity, something like “The definition of insanity is to keep doing the same thing over and over, while expecting different results.” That perfectly describes my relationship with running.  I keep trying it, hoping that one day I will actually enjoy it, but I never do. There are certain things about running that I don’t hate.  For example, when I am running on a regular basis, I can eat like a horse with a tapeworm and not gain weight and that is indescribably wonderful, but that doesn’t mean I love running. It means I love food...

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Cotton Candy and Circus Peanuts...

Apr 11, 2011 by

Over the years I have dated a bit and learned some valuable things about men that I sometimes feel compelled to share with other women who may not have connected the dots about certain man-things. I also occasionally share these pearls of wisdom with men so that they might be able to recognize certain aspects of their own personalities and adjust.  They rarely adjust, but it makes me feel better to think that I tried. One of the things that I’ve learned about men is that if they are awake, they feel their significant other should also be awake.  If they are sleeping, their significant other should also be sleeping. I don’t normally like to generalize, but I don’t feel that this is a generalization.  It’s a fact.  Something I have concluded after many...

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Celebrating 100 Girlfriend-to-Girlfriend Posts...

Apr 4, 2011 by

                  Sometimes when you color outside the lines magic happens! About 8 weeks ago a group of women joined together to launch a special social destination site, All The Single Girlfriends. We wanted to show the world that women 40+, who just  happened to be single (or who don’t take their total identify from their marriage, husband or kids) are living their lives with style and denial. Denial that .. we are not fabulous .. that we are not invisible . . that we are not all the same. It’s important to acknowledge the small successes along the way .. and 100 posts is cause for us to break out the bubbly.. even if it is virtual! Meet the Gf Authors! Each Gf author brings a unique idea...

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Mid-Life Sampler Platter

Mar 30, 2011 by

I got in my car the other day and the tripometer read ‘26.2’ and I thought to myself “This must be a sign that I should register for a marathon.” I later realized that it was probably not the universe telling me to train for a marathon, but rather my car telling me that if I really feel the need to travel 26.2 miles, I should do it while seated and at a speed of 60-70 MPH, not on foot at 5 MPH.   That’s the problem with signs.  If you read them wrong, you may wind up doing something stupid, like running, or calling an ex. I hate running.  Not that you can really call what I do ‘running’.  It’s more of a ‘wog’.  Not really walking, but slower than jogging.  For some reason...

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