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Writer, journalist, women's health advocate, consultant.
@jasonkonopinski @Howie Goldfarb @ginidietrich I am with Howie here. When you overthink the proposition, you may come away disappointed. And whie I agree with many of the points that you make, I start to fade with the contention that marketers have to be prepared for the agonizing purchase decision process and plan accordingly. I disagree. The best examples that come immediately to mind are sites like My Habit or Fab. I click on a link and go right to the section that interests me at any given time and more oft than not, I make a purchase. The faith in the product delivery was built over time but consistent quality is what draws me in repeatedly, as does knowing ahead of time that I'll get value for my money. I am doubtful that the folks who run either of these commerce sites believe in the purchase consideration cycle. Make it more complicated than it needs to be and you've lost a customer before you're out the door. Nice stuff Jason.
1 month, 1 week ago on Building A Successful Lead Nurturing Campaign
I agree with this. And I did not see Lindsay's post. But I did read the article earlier last week and had an interesting discussion on FB when I posted it. The piece didn't make my blood boil; rather I was happy that the women portrayed in it were able to realize early that they needed to make some significant changes. Usually, that realization doesn't come until much later, say when the kids leave the nest or a spouse divorces or gets sick. My generation of women didn't opt out but opted in and had other issues to deal with - greater numbers of us are alone or find that the choices we made to focus on our careers have come at the expense of ourselves. The outcomes and lessons are not different; be sure that you are thinking of yourself when making decisions or perhaps, be sure that you are taking as good care of yourself as you are of others.
3 months, 3 weeks ago on What the Opt-Out Generation Means Longer-Term
Bugs and me don't get along. Never have, never will. I vacuum stink bugs, I discard spiders and I watch one of the cats torture flies that dare to enter. In my home? All. Bets. Are. Off! p.s. great design and welcome back Mickey!
4 months ago on Spider House Rules
I love Pepe and am thrilled to be the source of his moniker. Brilliant guy, wonderful friend. And the latest and greatest entry into my world. Kudos Bob - more than deserved recognitino.
4 months, 1 week ago on #FollowFriday: Bob LeDrew
Good. For. You. Now go get em and don't look back. And seriously? Don't look back. You've got this. You've got you.
4 months, 4 weeks ago on Funny Things or Leaving Where You Love for What You Love
Bob - truly want to thank you again for your candor. I think that this is a critical issue and one that men need to hear and be reminded of. Sometimes, we all need to stop hiding behind our masculinity and take care of ourselves.
5 months, 2 weeks ago on Falling into the traps of masculine invulnerability - Guest post by Bob LeDrew
@SusieHadas Aliens (these studies are alienating...) Ha!
5 months, 2 weeks ago on Who put the men in menopause? Men!
@allenmireles Thanks my friend!
5 months, 3 weeks ago on Wednesday Bubble: Got a fix for that?
@rejuvenationmed Thank you! It's always wise to explore all the options and to do so cautiously and armed with as much data as possible. For some, bioidenticals are the answer, for others? Not so much! Thanks for reading and commenting!!
5 months, 4 weeks ago on Bioidentical hormones for menopause: what's the latest?
@mamieduff As someone with a father who grew up on the beach and whose looks have marred by endless procedures to remove cancer from his skin, I can truly believe that the merits of sunscreen outweigh the risks. If it also provides less photoaging, I'm all for it. I wear a facial moisturizer recommended by my derm that have a 46 SPF rating. When I don't wear it, my rosacea goes into overdrive and I wouldn't be surprised if some of the damage that I did as a kid starts to worsen. I have taken a beating but I try to be better about it. Personally, I love having some color during the summer but I also know that a tube of dermatologist-recommended sunscreen, albeit more costly than say, Coppertone, will ultimately do me a world of good. Like they say, don't leave home without it!
6 months ago on Wednesday Bubble: Sunscreen and Skin Aging
@amyz5 xo honey.
6 months, 2 weeks ago on Life
@Howie Goldfarb my friend. You nailed it; oh the horror. Women in power. And you can still have 100%. I admire the man who isn't afraid.
My latest conversation: Jelly in yo belly?
6 months, 4 weeks ago on Wednesday Bubble: The Glass Ceiling is a Myth
@ShannonRenee Amen. And that starts with knowledge being power? Or is there something that we are not doing well to spread that knowledge so that people actually get it?
@ScottBaradell Thanks Scott. It's difficult to imagine taking this as gospel but some people have. It's even harder trying to convince people that it's real. I appreciate your comment.
7 months ago on Wednesday Bubble: The Glass Ceiling is a Myth
@KimCapeBuchanan My daughter and yours' is/are terrific women and a testament to you. It is truly about environment. But it's that environment that enables the ability to make choices that feel safe, and right.
7 months ago on The Mommy Factor Redux
@mickeygomez That is very true. One can also hope that assumptions are not being made, even among those with the best intentions.
@mamieduff I don't disagree. But the asking is often mired in judgement, which makes it difficult to separate the wheat from the chaff.
@SusieHadas Welcome back Susie! ;-)
7 months, 2 weeks ago on Wednesday Bubble: Music as medicine
@dctownsley Love this....we must step out, take risks, keep believing in who we are and risk feeling a bit uncomfortable to feel more like ourselves. Amen!
My latest conversation: Wednesday Bubble: Some things never change...
7 months, 2 weeks ago on Mirror mirror...
I hear that many of you are having difficulty with the comment section on this blog. While I work to get it fixed, I wanted to share some thoughts from my friend @mamie , who wrote me this morning:
This issue of Getting Old is rather suddenly a daily conversation for me, too. The invisibility of being a gray-haired lady, the aches and pains, the ever-so-slight start of jowls. It's made harder by the fact that my sister is both wealthy and deeply committed to her own beauty, and so has the means and motivation to keep getting "a little work done". By really good surgeons. And, annoyingly, she looks great. Her pores are small, her wrinkles gone; she has the lithe waist of a 20-year-old. Of the 20-year-old I used to be and am so not. So I am living the Dorian Gray life as I gray, only I am the portrait and she Dorian. While Sue fights aging like it's an invader, using her body as an experiment in etermal youth, I am running the control. It's hard. It's hard to stand next to her and look no longer 3 years older (which I am) but 10. Still, in 20 years--a friend pointed out recently--'ll look back on my pictures from today and think, "But you looked so YOUNG! What was wrong with THAT?". The looks issue is of course on top of other physical indignities--of having to buy Depends to get through the flu, because every cough (of the hundreds) squeezes a little pee out of me. Of back twinges and achey joints and gaining weight by looking at food--when in my youth I couldn't gain weight on a dare--or a diet of straight cashews and cream. Still. As I settle into this new phase, I do find comforts. After a lifetime of avoiding eye contact with men--it was just too dangerous when I was young and beautiful--I can now look them square in the eye, smile big, and have a conversation where there is no subtext, no drumbeat of how-can-I-get-you-in-my-bed. And, as the hormones burn off, so does most of the stupid drama of my life. The moods swing, but not like a four-story pendulum. I am more aware of the fragility of others--of all humans--and feel less absorbed by my own "needs" (usually, more accurately, known as "wants"), which allows for more richness of relationships. I make friends all the time, everywhere; it's easy and fun. This was not always the case. I do what I can for my body. After years of throwing myself into training and judging myself harshly if I weren't rigorous enough--and getting hurt, having to stop and heal, berating myself, blah blah blah--I've started with a 10-minute-a-day training series that is just right. I get a workout, I am seeing results, but I'm not in pain and not exhausted. And when I say "results"--some of the softness is gone, some of the weight has taken a vacation, I am sleeping well, and when I walk I move lightly, swinging painlessly from the hip. These things were not true a year ago. I brush. I floss. I get nice haircuts. I also got shots in my back last week, because there are arthritic changes and the pain was making me really creaky and sad. And I'm grateful to modern medicine for the miraculous difference, though I also know that the cortisone is at one level toxic, and that there are always consequences. Like so much else in life, it's a question of acceptance. The more I accept age, embrace it's unique gifts, and simply address the issues that arise--like pain--the better I do with it. The more I fight, and wish things were otherwise, the more it hurts. And, once in a while, life throws you a bone. I went dancing with a girlfriend last week and got totally hit on by the cutest gent in the joint. Who is 10 years younger. And I am thoroughly enjoying that too, while I can. Thanks for asking, Liz.
7 months, 3 weeks ago on Mirror mirror...