Tag: socialmedia
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It Wasn’t The Lack Of Compassion That Hurt, It Was The Lack Of Understanding about Mental Illn
I had been feeling upbeat over the past few weeks, ahead of our run for breast cancer – which we nailed by the way, raising in excess of $800 for research. And then I stumbled upon a FB share of an old article of mine that was published by News.com last year. Photo by Matt…
My Midlife Mayhem
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Are Old Dudes Getting Hotter Or Am I Simply Getting Older?
I suspect that the main reasons behind my increasing attraction to old dudes are my age and my deteriorating eyesight. You see, these days, any woeful stirring in my loins is caused far more often by images of distinguished old dudes on Instagram, than the hairless, chiseled chests of men half their age. I like…
My Midlife Mayhem
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Making Jam, Authenticism, And Being Good With Who You Are
I’ve had some opinion pieces published on various news sites and magazines over the past month. And while that’s a writing dream come true, the push from editors to include as much of my personal life as possible, can feel a little invasive at times. I have always endeavored to be authentic – which is…
My Midlife Mayhem
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The Power Of The Voice
I shared an article on my MY Midlife Mayhem Facebook page the other day, written by Clementine Ford, called “We need to move past the idea that everything is up for debate”. For those who don’t know Clementine, she is a writer, a leading feminist and advocate for equal rights in Australia, as well as…
My Midlife Mayhem
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Why We Hate Millennials
In the same way that we’ve had to forgive our parents for screwing us up, Millennials need to stop blaming Generation X for just about everything. Or that’s what I used to think…, because I’ve not been averse in recent times to some millennial-bashing on this site; guilty of writing the odd scathing comment or…
My Midlife Mayhem
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When You Realise You’re Competing With Beyonce’s Bump
I was somewhat perturbed by Beyonce’s visual introduction to the world of her impending twins. Beyond excited, OBVIOUSLY, because this is Beyonce we’re talking about, but the prude in middle-aged me dared to question why a grown woman would announce such a special event to the world in her bra and undies. Here’s the link.…
My Midlife Mayhem
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Ageing, Cosmetic Surgery and Harmful Vacuousness
As I lay on my bed nursing my hangover and reading the papers on Sunday, I knocked my phone onto the camera setting accidentally and got the most horrific above the shoulder shot. Sometime recently, it appears, my chin has sought sanctuary within the very generous folds of my neck. All About Cosmetic Surgery by…
My Midlife Mayhem
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Why Women Are Owed Celebrity Dick Pics
It’s a penis, FFS! In case you haven’t heard, the actor Orlando Bloom – the very same hunk of gorgeousness who sparred and smouldered his way through LOTR as Legolas, went on to marry Miranda Kerr, and is now dating Katy Perry – got papped with his kit off last week. As in FULL FRONTAL.…
My Midlife Mayhem
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Technology, Women and Middle Age
Nothing makes me laugh out loud quite as much as those text fail memes sent from, (shall we say), mature people. Like this: Or this: These texts demonstrate our generation’s complete lack of intuition when it comes to modern technology and if my friends are anything to go by, women are generally the worst offenders.…
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Dear Facebook…About Those Perfect Family Holiday Photos
Dear Facebook, Why do you insist on tormenting me? While the rest of the world (it appears) is basking in the Mediterranean sun in the Northern Hemisphere, we freeze (our nuts off) in unseasonably cold weather down south, yet you force me to gaze on the exotic and ‘perfect’ holiday photos of people I once…
My Midlife Mayhem
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Middle-Aged Grinch Asks: What’s With Having To Be Perfect All The Time?
Found on paloma81.blogspot.com ‘Do more of what makes you happy.’ But what if that’s putting dog food in your husband’s food because he upset you? But what if my dog just died or my best friend just stole my husband? ‘Start each day with a grateful heart.’ But what if my dog just died or…
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