I play tennis every Wednesday with my midlife friends. After a friendly match last night, one of my female opponents said she thought I was deeply evil. I corrected her and said I’m not evil; I’m aggressive. We were playing a version of Australian Doubles except there were three instead of two people in a […]
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Here’s 10 simple reminders to keep you on the best journey in being a fabulous swinging soul sister (aka, Mona Lisa) during midlife. Blaze new trails. Reinvention is part of being a swinging soul sister. Inspire others. Every day you have a chance to lift someone up. Bend from the knees and lift. Share your […]
Are you constantly tuned into noise? Air pollution, irritating radio commercials, screaming children, a football game blasting from the living room TV? I burned a CD for my swinging soul sister girlfriends this weekend. Please download and listen to these songs in your car, on your iPod, prior to girl’s night out, or when you […]
Welcome to the Midlife Merry-Go-Round If a picture paints a thousand words, then why can’t I get matched (this midlife not my next life)? I just stuck my mouse in Match.com, and a few other dating sites, and can’t believe the mismatches I’m being sent. If I look like Meg Ryan, or so I’m told, […]
Some of you may have noticed I’ve changed the name of this blog from Scared Stable to Midlife Mona Lisa. The reason is simple. I’m no longer scared and I’m not going to waste another day not radiating the joy, beauty, and exuberance I have to share with the world and my readers. The thinking […]
Sixteen years ago I did something I would never do again–facial rejuvenation. It was more masochistic than Maybelline. I had my entire face laser resurfaced. In layman terms that’s like getting second-degree burns on your entire face and paying for it. Why would anyone subject themselves to such pain, risk, and isolation? (I holed up […]
Walking to yoga class tonight I stopped to enjoy a Zen moment. The beauty of these simple ducks floating blissfully in their private pool next to the Rime Buddhist Center captivated me. It was art, it was magic, it was moving. They floated in Esther Wiliams symmetry just for me. An old friend had just […]