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As soon as my husband gets home, I bounce out the door wearing my compression workout pants that make my butt look younger and my freshly applied makeup. “She’s having an affair,” thinks husband.  “We’re having ice cream for dinner,” thinks son.  “I better find that Lady Gaga Pandora station,” thinks me as I speed off to the gym while giving the finger to my midlife crisis.  


A Heaping Helping of Holiday Cheer

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The cool temperatures have arrived and on a recent chilly morning when I turned on the gas to fry up some bacon, the warmth from the stove took me to another place in time.



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