My husband has a passionate crush on a hybrid car he test-drove on his birthday. The engine and battery are bright and shiny (and thus inherently sexy), and the car scores a staggeringly high coolness quotient with him and his buddies. He has tried to tell me he likes the car for … [Read more...]

Have you considered the worldwide havoc that would be wreaked when remote controls go bad? We could end up watching shows we never meant see, such as the educational ones. True, something this unspeakable rarely occurs. But a recent scare left me fretting about the … [Read more...]

I hate grocery shopping. That monotonous weekly excursion is more annoying than suffering from “numb buns” during a cross country trip. Trudging through the winter wonderland, you waddle like a penguin to avoid the embarrassment of slipping. Without realizing it, you grab the … [Read more...]

I am standing in the middle of a scooter store, staring at the back of a sexy little motorized bike called the Piaggio. I recently experienced a minor financial windfall - a breeze, really - and have decided to buy a scooter. My youngest sister, who is 37, thinks this is … [Read more...]

This past year, all the photographs that have been taken of me forced the obvious conclusion that my face is slipping off my head. That is, my eyes, my cheeks and my chin are loosening from the bone and doing a downward slide. Skin inches south and sometimes does a pile up over … [Read more...]