Seventy-five years ago today, men raced for their lives, leaving what little safety could be found on their amphibious vehicles (some making it to the beach, some grounded on sandbars—forcing men to wade through water neck deep.) They struggled to shore and rushed across the open expanse of beach while being targeted by a barrage … Continue reading D-Day

The Saggy Middle

This morning, I learned about saggy middles and what to do about them. As I do my three-mile trek around the mall, I can see my reflection in mirrors and shiny glass store fronts. I hate the saggy middle I see glaring back at me. This mid-life spread is no fun, and I’m determined to … Continue reading The Saggy Middle