“Thank God It’s Thanksgiving”
This post is about more than Thanksgiving (my favorite day of the year!)…
“….Back when my children were small and I was working long hours, a couple of my colleagues and I founded the Thank God It’s Monday Club. Why, you may wonder did we prefer Monday to the more traditional Friday? Because after a weekend of clumsy parenting, unaccomplished tasks, stressful engagement with my husband and a pervasive sense of exhaustion, guilt and incompetence, it was a relief — a life saver, really — to get back to the office. There it was likely that at least once during the day I would feel that I was good at something, that I could complete something, that I could accomplish something worth doing, and that the people around me valued my presence. Our club was mostly made up of women with nuclear families, but we were often joined by those who had extended families and had spent time with them over the weekend.”
“We Still Undress in the Dark, But the Sex Is Great!”
Whether we like it or not, being 50 or 60 means that we aren’t in Kansas any more — body wise. There is no way that the belt we wore in our thirties will fit, even if the hip-huggers we also wore at the time still do.