Husband whispered something solicitous in my slumbering ear when he came to bed last night. After almost 30 years of marriage, solicitous interest is almost as sexy as the salacious stuff.  Caring enough to offer a favorite ratty old blanket can be as loving as tearing the blankets off, although there’s certainly a place for […]

That is the title of a professional development class I am obliged to attend recently: “Breaking Out of Self-Imposed Prisons.”  Good thing I attend a lecture on “Stamping Out Stress” right beforehand — having to admit that I’m mired in mediocrity makes me remarkably tense.  Who but the mediocre would sign up for such a […]

Sometimes I feel sorry for men.  Not very often, mind you – but I do have fleeting moments of empathy when I escape my Missyness and actually pay attention to the world around me. She is sitting on the edge of the stage, a first violinist.  It is dress rehearsal for the Bernstein MASS, a […]