Rag Top Day!

Edited 3/20/11 Funny to go back and read something you’ve written and find that it is apropos exactly one year later.  Even the part about it being the worst winter ever!  I did change the name of my blog (as you can see) and moved it to Blogger.  Spring has sprung!  I can tell you that in Philadelphia this was the worst winter on record.  So actually having true Spring weather on the first weekend of Spring was HEAVEN!! And now that it’s Spring, I’m thinking my blog name seems outdated and you know I prefer not to be considered
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John Mayer wrote my theme song!

GRAVITY! Who knew he was so attuned to middle aged women? After his recent blab session, I agree that he should just shut up and sing, but this song sings to me! Gravity is working against meAnd gravity wants to bring me down The very first lines of the song! The 1st time I heard it I thought… ‘damn, how can this young guy know about this?’ Talk about having a feminine side! The verses are a mystery to me, but it doesn’t matter. I love his bluesy style, and the chorus sings to ME! This is the last chorus…
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Educating Barbara, part 3 The MBA

It was the 80’s, the Flashdance days.  Aerobic dance was big… so was the hair! We all had the ripped shirts and leg warmers. Two friends of mine started aerobic dance classes in the town we lived in. I loved it! I loved to dance and needed the exercise, a win-win! I also used to help my friends come up with choreography for the class, and that was the most fun. Creativity… the key to everything for me, but I didn’t quite get that yet. So when a friend told me about a franchise opportunity for a women’s health club
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Educating Barbara

When you get married four months after high school graduation, and instantly become pregnant, college is pretty much out of the question. I had attended so many schools prior to graduating that I’d had a very diverse education, to say the least. I had gone to some very bad inner-city schools and some nice suburban schools, with a couple of rural schools tossed in for good measure. I love variety. I think I hit all of the above in 6th grade alone, (4 schools that year). I was not a straight-A student at all. I squeaked by with B’s and
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HAIR, Not the Musical, the end

Well, probably the end. Warning: This may not be suitable for men… continue at your own risk! I’ve concentrated primarily on the hair on my head, which I still like to change fairly frequently. It’s just hair, it grows back. I have to admit that when you have short hair there are only so many ways you can change it, so I guess I just sort of rotate styles. And of course there’s always color! Nora Ephron mentioned in her book, I Feel Bad About My Neck, (me too), that women today will always look younger than their grandmother’s did
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HAIR, Not the Musical part 2

As I was saying… My husband suggested to me, in the middle of labor with our 2nd child, that I should let my hair grow long because it hadn’t looked that great lately. He really didn’t think he was being a jerk… he just didn’t think. I didn’t react for lots of reasons; I was in labor, duh!, somehow I knew he didn’t mean to be mean, and my mother’s reaction would’ve been to squeeze that kid out immediately and hand it to him, then go home and pack! So, I just sort of let it go at the time.
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HAIR, Not the Musical part 1

“Give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair… Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair! ” That’s a sort of combined quote from ‘Hair’ that seemed appropriate for today’s post, because I’ve been thinking a lot about my hair lately. Where do I begin? Well, by the time I was about 4 or 5 my hair had grown very long. My mother wanted it that way, and I had no say in the matter. But as I got older and started school it was quickly becoming a problem for her and a pain for
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Jeans? no GENES

Ok, I have to admit, I don’t look my age. Although, to quote Nora Ephron… ‘I feel bad about my neck!’ My mother-in -law used to refer to her ‘turkey neck’ and I thought, hmmm I have to agree it’s not so attractive. If I could wave a magic wand, I would. Or maybe some kind of futuristic vacuum system that you put on the top of your head and it miraculously pulls everything tight from your baggy knees on up! Someone needs to work on that one! Ahh to only be seen through the lens that Diane Sawyer uses
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What’s love got to do with it?

So, let’s do a brief recap by decade, and maybe we’ll explore a little deeper as we get to know each other better, hmm? As reported by the assorted tabloid news… FORCED INTO MATURITY AT TEN YEARS OLD… PRIMARY PARENT FOR BABY BROTHER MARRIED WITH TWO CHILDREN BY AGE TWENTY ONE ??!! YES, IT’S TRUE! ENTREPRENEUR AT THIRTY… CAN SHE HANDLE IT? IT’S THE TRUTH… EMPTY NESTER AT FORTY! SHE SEEMS TO BE ENJOYING IT! (gasp) WOMAN FINALLY FINDS HERSELF AT FIFTY! WAS SHE LOST? perhaps… Ok, since I rarely do things in a conventional way, we’ll start at 50.
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Educating Barbara part 2

So my 1st job wasn’t exciting to most, but at the time it was very rewarding to me. So I’ll do a summary of the assorted jobs I’ve had since then, with some brief comments on a few. I know I can’t get them all in order or even remember them all but here goes… After the shoe store I started modeling for an agency in the Philly area, and then became their receptionist p/t and taught some classes at their modeling school… loved all of it! Then we moved to Massachusetts and I missed it painfully. After getting settled
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