by Deborah Quinn | May 30, 2019 | aging, Feminism, Politics
Between March 25and April 3, Gloria Steinem, Jane Goodall, and Nancy Pelosi all had birthdays. Nancy is the spring chicken: she turned 79 on the 28th of March. When she turns 80 next year, she will be in good company: Toni Morrison, Yoko Ono, Glenda Jackson, Judi...
by Deborah Quinn | Nov 4, 2018 | aging
Older Son sent in his early decision university application the other day; the application to the universities in the UK went in a few weeks ago. There are more applications in the offing, and Husband has racked up any number of marriage points by filling out the...
by Deborah Quinn | Feb 1, 2014 | Abu Dhabi, aging, urban nature
About a week after I turned fifty (see how easily I said that?), I went for a walk on Saadiyat Beach, which is near my house, with a friend. Here’s a question: almost all the women I know like to go for a walk. We don’t need a specific destination; we...
by Deborah Quinn | Jan 29, 2014 | aging, Feminism, growing up, me my own personal self, ranting
So I’ve been fifty for an entire week and so far things are going pretty well. It didn’t look good there for a while, though, because I inducted myself into my fifth decade not only with a horrible cold but also with a violent stomach bug that had me...
by Deborah Quinn | Nov 28, 2013 | Abu Dhabi, aging, exercise, growing up, me my own personal self, NaBloPoMo
It started innocently enough. A friend of mine who just had her second child bought herself a fitbit, a little piece of digitized plastic that tracks how many steps you take in a day, the miles you walk, and the calories you burn. Or the lack thereof, depending. R....
