Have I got a book for you! It’s called The Swedish Art of Aging Exuberantly by Margareta Magnusson. (You don’t get more Swedish than that!) She also wrote a bestseller called The Gentle Art of Swedish Death Cleaning (How’s that for a title?), about clearing out our stuff (see the George Carlin clip below), so that we don’t leave a mess for our...

Whack any moles lately?Bet you have. It’s sad but true that unless you’re obscenely young, you have a fluctuating variety of minor (we hope) medical ailments popping up all the time.It is truly like playing Whack-A-Mole. Only with doctors.Sometimes it’s actually a mole. The dermatologist gets to whack that one. But then it’s your back. Did you...

“Widows are the most hated women in New York.”What? No, really! I read that in the Times a short time after I became a widow, 7 years ago, and I am still fuming. Is this a case of holding a grudge far too long, or am I merely being realistic?I, as you probably have guessed, choose the latter. There is an image, which has not changed in those 7 years, of...

  When I was younger, so much younger than today . . . yes, I listened to the Beatles, just like everyone else. But I also had a fantasy that I think is somewhat unique.When I’m 64, I thought to myself, I would become a kind of geriatric Eloise living at the Plaza Hotel. Imagine that!If you remember your children’s literature, Eloise was an irrepressible and...

  Congratulations! You have reached, possibly by computer error, the very first post in the new blog: MY AGE IS UNLISTED! This site used to be called: I CAN’T BELIEVE I’M NOT BITTER, and while it’s true that we must never become embittered, it’s also true that we have become older. So we need, more than ever, to see something funny in the...