I was walking through the grocery store parking lot, freshly showered, sore and exhausted after my latest round of redecorating. I passed a white compact car that displayed several decals, stickers, magnets, whatever, all in pink. There was "good things come to those who sweat." There was a decal of an arm, with a prominent … Continue reading Barbells and Buttercups
Living Out Loud, or, Middle-Aged Woman Rules, Part Four
"Oomph." "Umph." And "Me-Ow."