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Fashion Advice I’ve Rejected

March 28th, 2019

By Leigh Anne Jasheway-Bryant, Boomer Humor Associate In Medford a few weeks ago, a woman came up to me after I’d spoken at a conference and gave me a hug and a compliment. “I love your outfit, especially your shoes. You know what they say, ‘The shoes make the outfit.’” They say that, indeed, although I’m not sure why. I never remember anyone’s footwear unless it is so high and dangerous-looking that I have to keep my finger on my cell phone, ready to dial 911 in case they keel over and stab themselves on their own spiky heels. Personally, I think what makes an outfit is lack of obvious... Read More

I’m a Person, Not a Smudge

January 30th, 2015

By Leigh Anne Jasheway NABBW’s Associate for Boomer Humor   Why are there so many creams for women over “a certain age” that have the word “blur” in them? There’s Miracle Blur, Opti-Blur, Magic Blur, 5-Second Blur, Victoria’s Secret Blur Bra for Boobs Over 50 (okay, I made that last one up, but it’s probably on the drawing board). I don’t want to be a blur. I want to be high definition clear. That’s right, crows’ feet, soft jawline, broadening midsection, dangly boobies and all—I want those in sharp focus. I earned them and I want you to see them, dammit! It’s important... Read More

Hey, Red!

December 22nd, 2014

By Leigh Anne Jasheway NABBW’s Associate for Boomer Humor    “Hey, Red!” There’s something about a redhead. I may be biased, having been born red-headed and kept up the “tradition” thanks to boxes of hair color with names such as Copper Penny, Awesome Auburn, and Hey, Who Started the Fire? What can I say, I love redheads. My first dog Copper was a “ginger” as we’re often called these days. (By the way, ginger is also my favorite spice.) Three of my best friends have had fiery hair and dispositions, as did my favorite high school and college teachers. I wanted to... Read More

In Which Leanne Explains How She Ended Up in a Field With 50 Other (Younger) Women, Muddy, Naked & (Somewhat) Unafraid

September 3rd, 2014

By Leigh Anne Jasheway NABBW’s Boomer Humor Associate     Note: This article is republished with permission from Leigh Anne Jasheway\’s blog.  When I signed up for a nude group photo with 100 women, I did so for a few reasons: the photographer is amazing; the women’s empowerment message of the shoot is something I care deeply about and at 57-1/2 years-old (yes, I count half years now), the chances of anyone asking me to pose naked would surely fall off soon. From 1 to 0, I’m thinking. I am not an exhibitionist. I’m okay with my body – I just look better with certain bits... Read More

For Baby Boomers Everywhere, Robin Williams Death is No Laughing Matter

August 12th, 2014

By Leigh Anne Jasheway NABBW’s Associate for Boomer Humor   Note: This article is republished with permission from Leigh Anne Jasheway\’s blog.  Robin Williams is gone, tragically by his own hand. Another brilliant soul so tortured that the only way out seemed to be the final one. As a stand-up comic and someone who teaches people to use comedy writing to create laughter from the negative thoughts and emotions that we all deal with every day, Robin’s passing (and Richard Jeni’s suicide 7 years ago) has affected me deeply. I know that comedy is an amazing life skill that allows... Read More

Date Me, Date My Dog: Finding Mr. Right for You and Your Pack

August 4th, 2014

Date Me, Date My Dog: Finding Mr. Right for You and Your Pack By: Leigh Anne Jasheway Kindle Nook Reviewed for the NABBW by Anne Holmes I’ve always felt that introducing my pets – or my human children – to any people I’d either recently met — or even worked with — was a perfect litmus test. Based on years of experience, I now know unerringly, that if they don’t like them, it is in my best interest to immediately dissolve the relationship. It took me a few (well, OK, quite a few) bad endings before I figured this out. Not to mention a couple of incidents that were painful at... Read More

Just the Flax

November 19th, 2012

Just the Flax By Leigh Anne Jasheway NABBW’s Boomer Humor Expert On the advice of Dr. Oz and this guy I sat next to at the Department of Motor Vehicles, I’ve started adding flax and chia seeds to everything I eat. They’re both tasty when sprinkled on cereal and baked into cookies (mmmh, cookies), but I have to say it’s hard to get the seeds to adhere to carrot sticks unless I slather them with cream cheese or peanut butter first. I’m sure that’s heart-healthy, right? Besides, as far as I know, no one’s made flax butter yet. One thing no one warned me about was that these tiny... Read More

Don’t Sleep on It

September 15th, 2012

Don’t Sleep on It By Leigh Anne Jasheway NABBW’s Boomer Humor Expert Driving back home from a trip to Portland, Oregon, I saw a full-size travel trailer painted flame red with the black silhouettes of three obviously young naked women on the side. In fact, they appeared to be naked and living on a planet with little or no gravity. I immediately thought that strip clubs had gone mobile. Yes, it would probably be difficult to stay on the pole as the trailer careens around curves or comes to an abrupt stop, but I’m sure men would pay extra to watch that. If you think talking on cell phones... Read More

Bouncy Bouncy

July 29th, 2012

Bouncy Bouncy By Leigh Anne Jasheway NABBW’s Boomer Humor Expert I bought a mini-trampoline this weekend. I was looking for a piece of home fitness equipment that met one specific requirement – it had to fit into a 3-foot square area of my bedroom. All those infomercials that promise muscle toning, core-strengthening, and cardio training neglect to answer the most important question: Will the device fit in your house? Or will you have to remove a major piece of furniture such as the sofa, requiring your guests to perch along the edge of the AbFlexGlideRowArator whenever they come over... Read More

Enough with Things That Go Boom in the Night

July 3rd, 2012

Enough with Things That Go Boom in the Night By Leigh Anne Jasheway NABBW’s Boomer Humor Expert The fireworks stands are up now and I can’t wait… to strangle somebody. For the past week, we’ve had fireworks going off at the schoolyard down the street and it’s only the middle of June. If this doesn’t stop, I’m going to have to put on my bathrobe, put my hair in curlers, light a cigarette, and go scare me some young men. And you know I’m serious if I’m willing to let a cigarette touch my lips! Yes, all the other boys are blowing their fingers off too, but that’s no reason... Read More