Halftime and Madonna

Something came over me when Madonna’s name was announced last night during the Super Bowl. It took me by surprise. I became hyper focused on watching her, riveted to my bar stool in a Hoboken restaurant/bar. As a relatively new member of the ’50’...

Relishing

After I interviewed jewelry designer Jennifer Fisher yesterday afternoon for a future Game Plan column, I left her showroom to enjoy a bit of SoHo in the unseasonably mild temps we’re having in the Northeast. I wound up browsing in the Shabby Chic couture store...

Body love

In separate conversations with some friends this week, the subject of our bodies came up. We’re all between 49 and 55. At one time this would have been incessant breathless chatter about the latest gimmick in cardio or some infantilizing language about how...

Picture perfect

I woke up this morning and made oatmeal. On my kitchen wall was a photo of a window in Ireland that a friend took. I had it blown up and framed because I really like how the light comes through the ferns. But it never really fit the wall. The scale was off. I tried to...

Anger unleashed

Went through a nice, long period of learning to be more spiritual in my 40s. It was great to acquire more knowledge, go within and strive to wipe out anger. Now, with the dawn of 50 a month ago (and maybe a little before), I realize anger is healthy and often more...