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The case for women over 35
I was reading OKCupid blog this weekend and I have to share the awesomeness that came from their stats blog. If you’re over 35 and feeling sorta depressed about dating.. this one is for you. In fact, I...
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Hey guys…I can’t feel my arm…
Due to an overabundance of push presses and push ups (thanks Crossfit!), I’ve started suffering from radial neuropathy on my right arm.(That’s fancy speak for nerve damage) Since I sleep on my stomach...
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We need a new fairy tale
Ladies? Remember the story your mother told you when you were growing up? About how one day you’d meet a lovely man who you’d fall in love with and get married, have children, buy a house and live...
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The alternate ‘It Gets Better’ project
Anyone who knows me from a hole in the wall knows that I love Dan Savage. The smart mouthed advice columnist who is responsible for introducing the world to the term ‘Santorum’, ‘GGG’ and ‘monogomish’,...
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Who needs sleep?
I used sleep like a wind up clockwork doll. Wind me up with breakfast and watch me go until those 10 minutes before bed when my spring would wind down and I’d stop, pass out and sleep for the next 8...
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New Relationship Energy
We’ve all experienced it. If not for ourselves we’ve seen it in others and marveled at the glow, the pulse that seems to emanate from someone who’s just started a new relationship. They seem so...
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Getting old
Just call me Grammy. No, I haven’t been moonlighting as a fantastically bodacious, twerking tween.. Think less Miley, more Granny Moses NOTE: if you don’t get the reference, you’re too young for this...
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Chub
At the advanced age of 42, I’ve recently noticed an alarming trend. I’m developing chub. Sure, I’m not on the path to being airlifted out of my house and certainly I don’t need a forklift to get to the...
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Jobs that Monster thinks I’m suitable for
Every summer, just as I’m starting to return to Planet Earth after ‘the-craziest-hours-ever-no-seriously-I-mean-it’, I tend to look up from my laptop, notice that the trees now have leaves and...
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Bring on the next stage of life.. and no I don’t mean menopause
Its been a quiet summer here at Chez Chien. I’ve ridden a lot, developed some really pretty callus’s on my ass while my arms have withered to pipe-cleaners; I’ve barely drank, adopted shaved Brussel...
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The family you choose
I once had a brush with death. Some sore patches on my leg emerged a few weeks after a surgery. Ignoring them until I was limping. I headed to my doc, who assured me, “no big deal”. Phew. 2 days later...
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Riding at my own pace
Coming back from shoulder surgery has been hard. Really hard. (apologies to friends, family and random strangers for going on about it all.the.damn.time). I’ve had to deal with a lot of pain,...
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On the road again
Ever the wandering non-Jew, I’m celebrating the season by once again packing up and moving to a new zip-code. I personally think its a GREAT way of avoiding dusting or ever cleaning the oven, but...
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Back in the saddle
As everyone knows, starting something is the hardest part. A diet, a commitment, a new job, the toilet roll. Re-starting something might be even harder. This time around you know what to expect..how...
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My dog’s butt is sick
My dog’s butt is sick. At the ripe old age of 11, faced with his first chance at some kind of medical problem, he skipped cancer, epilepsy, hypothyroidism or diabetes. Francis went with an ill butt....
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Relaxing into spinsterhood
The other night I walked my dog in my pjs. Not content with one horror, I compounded it with a pair of wool socks, my retainer, some fetching Dansko clogs and an oversized down jacket. And it wasn’t...
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This one’s done..can I get another?
The world needs another post about Trump today like I need another 1st date. So instead I’m obsessing about how knackered my body is. Not just tired, but worn out. Done. Ready for recycling. Broken....
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Boobs on the beach
Its mid summer and as thoughts turn to sand and surf, its time for the dreaded death march known as ‘swimwear shopping’. I’m not going to moan about crappy lighting, lumps and bumps or the awful...
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I Am Rooted
Its back to school time and for many of us, that means a mini ‘new term’. Whether its new challenges, future plans or simply a fabulous pair of new boots, September signals the end of the summer fug...
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I am not Cagney or Lacey
I grew up on Starsky and Hutch, Cagney & Lacey, James Bond.. folks tracking down bad guys, hurling themselves in the path of danger, armed only with a 9mm and some witty one liners. I loved them...
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