Category: no fear

Still becoming

by Karen, posted in Adult children, Angels, family, good grief, Midlife Crisis, movies, no fear, relationships

When my mother was 51, she was busy getting ready to die, but she didn't know this yet. Well, maybe she did know it on some level, but she never talked about it with me pre-diagnosis so I really can't be sure. Certainly none of us, her children, her husband, knew it yet. I'm 51. … Continue reading Still becoming

NaNoWriMo, here I come!

by Karen, posted in NaNoWriMo, no fear, writing

So I think it's true that the more you write, the more you write. Why? Because it's almost 11PM and I've been up since 5AM and I am sitting here writing this. Because it's Day 1 of National Novel Writing Month and I have been sitting here on this hard, hard chair writing for the past … Continue reading NaNoWriMo, here I come!

Boldly going

by Karen, posted in (it's all about the) food, Date night, Marriage, no fear

My 51st birthday was this year. When I picked out a cake and asked the person behind the bakery counter to write on it, this was what she wrote: "Happy 50-First Birthday Karen". I know, right? I decided that might be a sign.  What if,  I thought, I did some things for the 'first' time in … Continue reading Boldly going

Lost at sea

by Karen, posted in local fun, Midlife Crisis, no fear, the beach

I love to go to the ocean. I go every day that I possibly can, rain or shine, summer or winter. Even if I only have 1 hour...hell, even if I only 5 minutes, I go. One thing that I don't often do, however, is swim in it. It's not that I don't want to … Continue reading Lost at sea

50: The year I got old

by Karen, posted in (it's all about the) food, Adult children, family, fitness, health, Midlife Crisis, no fear, Turning 50

I was thinking about how I have been in a funk these past several weeks, when I realized, no, it's actually been several months now that I've been feeling this way.  I realized what is partly affecting my mood and my decisions is this: I feel old. My skin looks old. All of my joints … Continue reading 50: The year I got old

Resolutions

by Karen, posted in books, Midlife Crisis, no fear, quest for the best, Turning 50

I remember getting to the end of 2011 and thinking "What an awful year this has been," and hoping 2012 would be better. Fast forward one year: I remember getting to the end of 2012 and thinking, "What an awful year this has been," and hoping 2013 would be better. I'm sensing a pattern here, … Continue reading Resolutions

Feelin’ Squatchy?

by Karen, posted in Midlife Crisis, no fear

My husband and I started watching Finding Bigfoot (hey, these Maine winters are looooonnnnnnnnggggggggggg) on the Animal Planet channel recently. At first I started watching it to humor him (hey, he paid it forward by watching The Good Wife all these months with me--thank you, honey!) but then I discovered something... I really don't know … Continue reading Feelin’ Squatchy?

Gratitude

by Karen, posted in books, family, friends, Midlife Crisis, no fear, Turning 50

I passed by the TV in the common area at work and they were interviewing someone or other (I am guessing it was Gretchen Rubin) who was talking about how important it is to write down things for which you are grateful. Further, if you take the time to write a gratitude list, you will … Continue reading Gratitude

Ode to snow, part 1

by Karen, posted in family, health, no fear

It snowed last night. A lot. You know; the kind of snow that makes it almost impossible to open your freakin' back door and get out of your house? Worse, it fell on top of the same kind (and amount) of snow that fell two days ago. The large accumulations that always come when the … Continue reading Ode to snow, part 1

Back in the saddle again. Not.

by Karen, posted in (it's all about the) food, fitness, health, Karen's Kitchen, Marriage, Midlife Crisis, no fear

I was thinking that now that the kids are back in school, I should resume my walking routine. I used to walk 3 miles or so every morning around 6:45am, before I did anything else...even before I went to the gym or yoga class. I did it every day just like clockwork. Until I stopped. … Continue reading Back in the saddle again. Not.