A story about stringing along a series of salesmen because I can’t say no, but I can’t say yes either.
I took a deep breath and did what anyone in my position would do as those seated around me gawked at the mess I’d just made. I laughed out loud and said, “This will make a great story.”
With a mother and sister who had breast cancer, the odds for the same thing happening in my lifetime have always been high; one medical study has shown my risk to be five times greater than other women my age. I never liked those odds.
The date is February 12, 2009: Will unsuspecting bank customers and shoppers notice that the Lincoln Memorial has been replaced with a log cabin? Will they realize that this is the first design change the penny has had since 1959, when the memorial replaced wheat stalks?
The fashion lines that have divided us are getting fuzzy. I was almost fooled by the junior clothing sections labeled in big bold letters: Mom Jeans. But that marketing lure is not for me.