Finally, a use for social media I can wrap my head around: If you have a consumer complaint, just put it out on Twitter. Twitter, for all intents and purposes, is the new Better Business Bureau. The ability to publicly shame a company for its bad service is a weapon in the consumer arsenal.
Eventually, I hope to regain the use of my dining room table. Actually, if it meant that my two teens remain transfixed by the 1,000-pieced jigsaw puzzle that is in a partial state of assembly on the table and continue ignoring their electronic devices, I will be more than happy to eat standing up for the rest of my life.
Isn't it about time we reimagined what being old is? We can start with who we call 'elderly,' and maybe we could stop assuming that every 66-year-old is going to retire the very moment they reached full retirement age.
Age is supposed to be coupled with wisdom, right? Here are five cases where it clearly is not -- and it's why I just wish these celebrity scandals involving older people would simply go away.
Lately, I view everything through the prism of retirement. If we vacation in a new place, I envision what it would be like to live there after I retire. When I contemplate buying new clothes for work, I immediately amortize their value against the knowledge that I'll never wear them once there is no office to go to every day.
Lately, I have been carrying a small cross-body bag inside my cavernous tote bag. 'Why two purses?' my stalwart husband asked when he caught me doubling up. 'You're not becoming a bag lady on me, are you?' No, I'm not becoming a bag lady. But I am transitioning.
Old people have sex. They have it in many places; they even have it in nursing homes. They have heterosexual sex, same-sex sex, sex with multiple partners, and sex with themselves. But for some reason, the very fact that older people have sex makes younger people uncomfortable.
For me, the early-bird specials that I shared weekly on Sundays with my aunts were an edible symbol of what growing old looked like. Sure you would save a few dollars by eating off-hours, but wasn't there something else being lost?
I just unfriended someone on Facebook who, in looking to hire an intern, specified that applicants needed to be 'young' and 'good with websites.' The poster also said the job could lead to 'indefinate' employment.
The old-age dependency ratio we rely on has a big, glaring weakness: It assumes that at age 65 everyone will become an 'old-age dependent' -- meaning retire and leave the workforce. And the reality is, that isn't the case now and certainly won't be true in the future.
My Facebook feed is filled with photos of smiling college graduates. If you want to share some real advice with the graduates in your life, try these tidbits. Here's what nobody told me at my graduation 40 years ago that I wished they had.
I am 65, and for the past four years, HuffPost's office in Los Angeles has been my work home. I am the oldest soul in the building, something I've grown used to. I happen to like my officemates -- and believe that that affection is reciprocated. But without a doubt, being the oldest comes with distinctions -- and life lessons.
Now that I am a Mom -- an older Mom at that -- there are some things I need to tell my kids (now 17 and 14) this Mother's Day.
As people rise in years, so rises the likelihood that they will be prescribed a pill for what ails them. It's the end results that are so disturbing.
An Iowa jury on Wednesday found 78-year-old Henry Rayhons not guilty of charges that he sexually abused his wife by having sex with her in a nursing home after the staff told him her Alzheimer's rendered her cognitively unable to give consent.
For years, I have stared down anyone who dared suggest that I was too old to parent. My husband and I went into adoption with our eyes wide open. The German woman, though? Yeah, she gives me pause. Never being too old to love a child isn't the same as never being too old to parent one.