On turning 30: what a difference 6 months makes!

No, I’m not turning 30. (That was LAST year.) My friend Jennie is. To celebrate, today we decided to do our favorite activities all day long just to prove that we’re still young. We’re snowboarding at Brighton all day (after Jennie promised I don’t have the ski the trees). And then playing tennis for hours…

The Rest of the Story with Rich the Pharmacist. Part 2 of 2.

I don’t buy that baloney. (In more ways than one.) If you eat hot dogs and soda on a regular basis, you’re almost certainly spending lots of money on doctor bills. Or you’re about to, as springs start to break loose in your internal box spring. Your health insurance company is going broke, too. I…

The rest of the story with Rich the Pharmacist. Part 1 of 2.

So here’s the rest of the story with Rich, my first high-school boyfriend. I told you how I ran into him on the plane on his way to pharmacists’ immunization training, and he helped us out in Seattle. I told him, as we reminisced, that before I straightened out my lifestyle, I was 26 and…