In Plain Sight

“Gin and tonic, please,” he said to the waiter. “My, how tame we’ve become in our old age.” He smiled and turned around. She stood before him, grinning and still looking very much like the 21 year-old girl that had crossed the threshold of the gray building on Fairfax Street so many years ago. But …

Because Solange.

Okay, dear Reader, you know I cut my hair. Well, I cut it again. And again. After the first cut, I went back to my stylist and asked for another cut, to even things out, and to color it, as well, since the gray hairs were like all these changes are making us nervous so …

because it’s Wednesday.

  Old Bae. Bond. That Scottish accent. Indiana Jones' Dad. You've loved Sean Connery all your life, haven't you? Me, too. Here's to aging gracefully, Dr. Jones.