It's a conspiracy, you know, the whole birthday thing. A long, long time ago Egyptians celebrated the anniversary date marking when the Pharaoh became Pharaoh, transforming from him a man into a deity. Pharaoh was the only one who got a party, and the party wasn't on the day he was actually popped out of … Continue reading On birthdays, Facebook and #FirstSevenJobs
Here's what I know about careening toward 50, the age I will reach in less than a month: You walk by a mirror and wonder just who the hell put an old lady costume on your 36-year-old self. If you are one of the handful of readers for whom 30 is a distant, looming part … Continue reading Stardust and princess slippers.