My mother has been on my mind for this whole week. She passed away over fifty years ago, but we were in her territory now. We went to Palm Springs to recuperate from bad colds and I could feel her everywhere.

Let’s talk about face creams, beauty creams, miracle masks and how many we really have in all different drawers and shelves. And yet, we keep buying them, right??

​We watched a Netflix documentary tonight with popcorn and a blazing fire in our living room.

The other day we had an event happen to us that turned out to be very interesting to examine. The power went off in the buildings in which we live from 9am to 2am the next day. At first it didn’t mean anything to us. We were cocky.

Happy New Year! I’m always excited about January. January brings a new beginning! Everything is possible! New promises and new objectives are promised to ourselves. A clean slate!

By the time you get this, I will be on the plane to New York and in two days time I’ll be on a stage doing my TEDx talk, fulfilling a long-awaited dream of mine.

We hear about the Millennials, we hear about Generation X, the baby boomers. But have you heard about the gray matter? The silent generation? That’s us! Those of us born between 1930-1945.

I wanted to do a TED Talk forever. I wrote it down on my wish list for this year and lo and behold (that gives my age away right there) I got one!!

In my family, every woman died before the age of 64! As my friend said the other day when I turned 82, “you have just missed the opportunity of dying young, Beverlye.” That’s OK with me.

He woke up early, maybe around 6:00 or 6:30. He slept, snored, talked and moved around all night. I laid awake, hoping for some shut eye, fixing my pillow, moving around, finally giving in to reading, taking another pill and falling into a shallow sleep.

I just read a book that is a best-seller and a very well written sweet book. But I must admit, it did annoy me a lot!

How did Labor Day sneak up so fast? Does that mean no more white pants and shoes? I’m sick of my summer clothes anyway.

Sometimes there is an exercise that not only helps the body, but also clears your head and feeds your soul. Hiking in the mountains is one of them.

Sometimes there is an exercise that not only helps the body, but also clears your head and feeds your soul. Hiking in the mountains is one of them.

Sadly, I went to a memorial service last week for a dear friend of my kids. He was a great kid who had grown up next door. He was way too young to die!

Tonight on television I watched the glass ceiling come tumbling down! I watched history being made and I was in awe. This was not about politics for me. This was about history.

I was walking along and saw her sitting on a bench and just had to stop and take a photo. I could see Betty had a great style and joie de vivre.