I am beginning to realize that I have passed the aging point of no return.

The first fifteen minutes of any conversation with any friend in my age group is about our ailments. Last night I had dinner with a friend who is in fabulous shape. She is turning sixty next week. She is tall and slender and solid and her skin is fabulous. I don’t think she goes out in the sun.

“Well,” I

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My New Prius

Those of you who read me regularly know I have had some serious car issues. There was my poor Audi, which was hit in Utah by Buck, the twelve-point male deer around Thanksgiving a few years ago. Then there were the minor accidents I kept having in LA, where parking is complicated by hidden nightmares like cement poles that are supposed to mark the spots, but only serve to dent my fenders. Then there was

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