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What’s Bugging Me

What’s Bugging Me
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It’s been awhile since I’ve written one of the these articles but I felt compelled recently to make some comments. Of course, I could spend this whole article venting about Donald Trump and this never-ending election, but he has gotten enough press so why should I bother? I’m turning my rant to other things.

I do have to write about one politician. Oh my god, let’s talk about Anthony Weiner, shall we?! Let me preface this with the fact that I do believe in forgiveness and moving through things, so I didn’t really blame Huma Abedin for staying with him after the first texting incident. After all, how many of us have stayed with men (or women) who, in hindsight, are jerks and there were red flags we should have seen everywhere but we ignored them. This is why I could never understand women who got on Hillary’s case for staying with Bill. Women have stayed with cheating spouses for years and no one criticizes them. But I digress….back to Anthony. I even felt for him after seeing the documentary ‘Weiner’ about his run for NYC mayor a couple of years ago. He actually seemed kind of appealing in the movie; however, this guy obviously has a massive problem and it isn’t just the bulge in his shorts. Actually based on the pictures, it’s a little less than massive. Think about this, he knows the tabloids are after him, he knows they are looking to entrap him and yet, he still texts another woman! A woman who, of course, turned all the texts and pictures over to the NY Post. Either he wants to get caught or he is just plain dumb. Either way, very glad to hear Huma left him. #Imwithher.

It is with great sadness that I tell you that I think I have finally aged out of the gossip columns and entertainment shows that have been my life since I was a kid. As a teenager, I read Tiger Beat magazine to get all the latest scoop about my ‘boyfriend’ Bobby Sherman. As I got older and gossip and entertainment shows became a staple of TV, I was in my glory. I loved all this stuff. I know it sounds superficial but what can I say. Hearing and reading about all my favorite stars and keeping up with pop culture news was a passion that I tried to keep on the down low….but I still loved it! Now, when I read Page 6 or watch Entertainment Tonight, I really don’t know who these stars are. Actually put it this way, I don’t really want to know who they are. The gossip shows talk about relationships between pop stars who are 18 or younger (relationships?…really?), the Kardashians are everywhere (even the loser brother Rob now has his own reality show) and all these young starlets look the same and will probably disappear or do reality TV after whatever show they are on ends. I don’t know who any of these people are!! There are occasional segments on Madonna, Tom Hanks and a few others around my age but not enough to keep my interest. I hate to say it, but I think I’m done. I don’t know what I’ll do now. I might have to actually read a book!

Speaking of reading, I recently bought a membership in this BrainHQ website. I read that 1 hour a day playing these brain games really helped people with their memory and cognitive ability. Since I can’t seem to remember my own name lately (which hopefully is menopause related), I decided to give it a try. Let me just say, these brain games are hard! But as my friend recently told me when I complained about it, “Beth, they are supposed to be!” Anyway, I’m waiting for my memory and mind to return to the steel trap it used to be. Until then though, daily lists are a blessing. If I can remember what to write down.

Finally on another personal note, I don’t know what is going on but I cannot seem to find a bra to fit me anymore! It used to be that I could just go into a lingerie store, pick up my regular size and wear it in comfort (or as comfortable as a bra can be). Now since my breasts seem to be migrating to my sides and back, sizing has gotten tougher.   I went to Lord and Taylors the other day and must have tried on 20 bras before I found one that was even remotely comfortable and uplifting. Remember that old bra commercial that said the bra they were advertising ‘lifts and separates?’ I never understood just how important that was until I got older. Most of the bras I tried on were not exactly sexy which used to be the only criteria I used for picking out a bra. Now, I just have to try to find one that de-emphasizes back fat which I’ve gotten more and more paranoid about over the years. Just so you know, I had never even thought about back fat until I went to a reunion of some college friends several years ago. One of them said that an old friend had gained weight and made a comment about how she had back fat now. Because of that comment, I went from never having a thought about back fat to constant worry about it. It’s sick I know, but we all have our obsessions. Anyway bra shopping is now stressful. In my youth I might have bragged about being a D cup, but now not so much. You need a larger cup to scoop the side boob in.

Well Labor Day is upon us so that means fall is in the air. I love it!

Until next time.




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