December 6, 2015 • Laurie Newbound
I am fifty nine years old and I am losing my mind. Ok, I am not technically losing my mind, at least not yet. I see a therapist irregularly, and she assures me of this.
Of course, she is fifty nine, too, so not sure how much she can be trusted. I just FEEL like I am losing my mind. And, to my defense, I think most of my friends are, too. As defined by Wikipedia, (yes, this is lazy, but it is as good a definition as any) “the SANDWICH GENERATION is a generation of people who care for their aging parents while supporting their own children.” The term was officially added to the Merriam-Webster dictionary in July 2006.
July 21, 2016 • Laurie Newbound
There is a lot of advice out there about how to make travel, specifically airline travel, easier. We live in a time when flying around the country or the world has never been “easier,” but the era when it was fun to fly, when you dressed up and were treated respectfully whatever class you were flying, is long gone. The first time I flew I was eight years old, I was emigrating with my family from Toronto to Los Angeles and we had to fly through Chicago.
June 13, 2016 • Laurie Newbound
My parents moved to Los Angeles from Toronto in their thirties and greeted the sunny lifestyle there like a long lost friend. Both fair and blue eyed, neither of them started using sunscreen until well into their fifties, and even then it was sporadic. In my household growing up, one of the biggest compliments to get or give was to say, “you caught the sun,” meaning you were tan or even working on a sunburn.
June 1, 2016 • Laurie Newbound
Last week, while loading cartons into my car during my office move, my cell phone fell out of my pocket and hit the pavement with a worrying sound. I have occasionally dropped my phone before, but it usually makes a thud, while this made a crack.
Sure enough, the display screen was, if not quite shattered, definitely altered. Images were fractured, as if you were looking through a fun house mirror.
May 19, 2016 • Laurie Newbound
I didn’t drink much in college. It wasn’t a big part of the culture of Sarah Lawrence, (weed was way more popular) but I did a guest semester at Mount Holyoke, and that was, absolutely, a drinking school. Girls at Mount Holyoke actually had bars in the dorms. They would stock the top of the dresser with what you might put in a bar cart, they had mixers, they had CHERRIES in jars and LEMON slices.