Forget bingo and bridge — this grandma’s hobbies include training for powerlifting meets. Meet the real Strong Grandma. #goals
As someone currently living in the orthodontic trenches — I can confirm that few devices strike fear like the palate expander. This article asks the question many of us are quietly wondering while turning that tiny key: do all these kids actually need one?
Living with teenagers has taught me many things, including how little control I actually have. This piece suggests that might be the point — they don’t need a project manager; they need a calm, well-watered presence. Don’t ask me how it’s going.
As a Shakira fan, I would just like to say: it’s about time the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame learned that hips, in fact, do not lie. Consider this my extremely unbiased celebration of the ballot catching up with 2006.
Like many people my age, I have been in a decades-long fascination with Carolyn Bessette — patron saint of minimalist hair, slip dresses, and not explaining yourself. I am looking forward to watching this.
A Small Ritual That Keeps Me From Losing It (or proves that I already have):
This isn’t technically my ritual — but it will be, just as soon as it stops raining.
After a faculty meeting yesterday, my colleague excused herself for a quick “Main Character Walk.” Naturally, I needed details.
At least once a week, she goes for a walk and pretends she’s in the resilience montage of a movie about her own life.
No AirPods. No podcast. Just dramatic internal narration.
She didn’t know it yet, but this would be the season that changed her…
No one could see it yet, but she was building something steady…
Critics called it “midlife.” She called it a plot twist…
Genius. We all need a walk where we get to be the heroine for a minute.
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