• The New Normal

    The grapes are washed, the raisins and peanuts mixed. Only thing missing are the baby carrots, which I passed up at Kroger last night because of the cost. Sure, I probably could have gotten everything for a lot less at the Wal-Mart across the street, but I had neither the time nor patience to navigate…

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  • On the Therapist’s Couch, Wanting to Throw Something at Her

    Tanza says I’m “codependent.” I mean, that wasn’t even a word until that (in)famous book, Codependent No More: How to Stop Controlling Others and Start Caring for Yourself, became the gazillion-selling bible of the self-help crowd – and that was way back in the 20th century. (OK, it came out in 1987; I just like…

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  • Breast Cancer Linked to Veggie Consumption in Black Women

    Yes, it’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month, so of course we’re going to be bombarded with studies and stats about breast cancer. Just last week I wrote about a study that stated two hours a week of vigorous exercise reduces by 64 percent the rate of breast cancer in black women. Now we hear that eating…

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  • The ‘Hair of the Dog’ Approach to Working Out

    Usually the phrase “hair of the dog that bit you,” is used in an alcohol context. Specifically, dealing with a hangover by having the same type of drink that caused the problem in the first place. On the rare occasion I get a hangover, it’s likely because I sipped red wine the night before. Red…

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  • Sometimes, It’s Best to Just Write it Out

    Leslie J. Ansley is an award-winning journalist and entrepreneur who blogs daily for TheRoot. She lives in Raleigh, NC.

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  • Women: Thin Waist, Fat Paycheck; Men: Big Waist, Big Pay

    It’s been all over TV news today, reported by skinny, successful-looking women: Thin women bring home more of the bacon, but it’s the men who are eating it – all the way up to the top of the pay scale. According to a study published in the Journal of Applied Psychology, women who weighed 25…

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  • Speaking of Swimsuits . . .

    I was, actually. With Rachel. If you’ve been hanging with me since February, you’ll recall a series of blog posts I wrote about my friend “Rachel” before and after her gastric-bypass surgery in May. Anyway, she sent an email to let me know she’s one of 52 folks who’ve signed up for a double-occupancy cabin…

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  • ‘I Like It on the Steps, By the Front Door’

    That was my Facebook status yesterday, and I kept it up as long as I could stand it.  I’m not usually one to follow the crowd, but this particular crowd was wearing pink ribbons, so I obliged. In case you’ve been living in a cave, this is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and yesterday I and…

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  • 96 Pansies, 16 Snaps and the Banana Pudding Incident

    After two days of scrubbing, my fingernails still have a few black stains here and there. Maybe there’s something in the fine print on the Scotts Nature Scapes Color Enhanced Mulch that says use gloves, but I didn’t stop to read it. No, I was just too excited to break into the five bags of…

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  • Of Sleep Deprivation and Rude Gym Rats

    I had a great reason not to go to the gym this a.m., but instead of allowing Trey to just take my car to his part-time job, I dragged myself out of bed at 5 a.m. so I could drop him off and get to my 6:15 boot camp class on time. I literally stumbled…

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