My Midlife “Crisis”

“It’s like that time when men usually buy fast cars — a midlife crisis!” That’s how Mama recently described my decision to dye my hair blue. Not all of it. Just the ends. And from blue, my hair went to a sort of mermaid aqua after I tried to strip the blue out to go…

A girl looks at 50 …

Y’all. I’m turning 50 this year. Fif-tee. On September 21 to be exact. 50. How in the world did I get here? And so damn fast. Where has it all gone? And I know … I’ve gotten off to a slow blogging start this year. Why? Because ever since New Year’s Eve, all I can…

It’s my birthday, but I ain’t no granny yet!

Did your granny rock a smokey eye? Mine either. My maternal grandmother looked like a granny. White hair. Sensible shoes. Always face powder and pink lipstick. Maybe a little rouge. Blue Grass perfume. Blue Grass smells like granny. Today I turn 49. Words like “age appropriate” and “sensible” have started creeping into my mind as…