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We all have our good days and our bad days. The beauty of being #over40 is that we understand that every day is fleeting, that nothing is permanent, that sometimes we take a step backward to move forward. Can you relate? Tell me how you feel today?
I’m sure we all have days where we feel like we can conquer the world with our eyes closed, and then there are those days
“What was life without internet?” my son asked me the other day. This question caught me off guard, you see even though I’m in my
How often do you come across a scent that automatically transports you back to your youth? Here are 10 smells from your childhood that you forgot you loved.
You need twice the tough skin to make it through 8th grade today than when we were in 8th grade.
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Even though we’re not that “old”, you have to admit there are things we do and see that make us feel ancient. What makes you feel old?
Tomorrow I’m having a biopsy on my left breast and I’m absolutely petrified. Not so much from the procedure itself (although I cringe when I
***SWEEPSTAKES*** One lucky Rocking Over 40 will win an OttLite Lamp. See details at the end of this post. Most of the time I feel
I noticed lately that when I get together with girlfriends we spend a good amount of time whining, complaining, bitching and moaning about the perils
Last month I attended the Weallgrow Latina Influencer conference and Neutrogena was one of the main sponsors. They pampered me nonstop and made me feel
We all have an inner goddess at our disposal. Do you know what yours is like? Mine is fierce. She is abundance. She is creativity.
When I first became a mom, I was astonished at how many products there were to assist new parents. I quickly discovered all these wonderful
The other day I was sitting at the dining room table with my sons. We were each doing our thing – they were doing homework,