The Dolly Mama Diaries
I almost deleted an email — and almost deleted myself. A funny, honest story about aging, Curious Mondo, and the three words that stopped me cold: "She kept her voice."
The Funny Side of Getting Older: A Dolly Mama Story
My filter isn't broken — it's clogged. A story about inherited humor, a stolen parking spot at Bloomingdale's, and why saying exactly what you think might just be the best perk of getting older.
Stress and Anxiety Are Nothing New – We Just Finally Named It
Nobody talked about stress when I was growing up. We didn't have anxiety — we had Tuesdays. A funny, honest look at how far we've come... and why we're stronger than we think.
I almost deleted an email — and almost deleted myself. A funny, honest story about aging, Curious Mondo, and the three words that stopped me cold: "She kept her voice."
The Funny Side of Getting Older: A Dolly Mama Story
My filter isn't broken — it's clogged. A story about inherited humor, a stolen parking spot at Bloomingdale's, and why saying exactly what you think might just be the best perk of getting older.
Stress and Anxiety Are Nothing New – We Just Finally Named It
Nobody talked about stress when I was growing up. We didn't have anxiety — we had Tuesdays. A funny, honest look at how far we've come... and why we're stronger than we think.
The Older I Get, the Less Patience I Have.
I used to think getting older meant becoming wiser, calmer, more patient. Apparently, I missed that chapter. Here's what age actually taught me — and why I'm skipping the prayer for strength.
Turns Out My Dolly Mama Was Right
I drew this Dolly Mama over twenty years ago. Back then I thought she was funny because… well… I was forty-one. Forty-one-year-old me didn't actually have wrinkles. Turns out she wasn't making a jo...
It Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time
I have reinvented myself and my business so many times, I should probably come with software updates. And now, at 62, I've decided it's an excellent time to rebuild the Dolly Mamas... again. Becaus...
I'm Not Talking to Myself... I'm in a Meeting.
Somewhere between paying bills, raising kids, and remembering passwords, I started having full conversations with myself. Turns out I'm not crazy — I'm just over forty. And honestly? The meetings a...
When Your Craft Room Takes Over the House
Ever wonder where all your craft supplies came from? This funny Dolly Mama story is for every crafter who has ever bought more ribbon, fabric, yarn, paper or crochet hooks than they'll ever admit.
The Three Letters That Made Me Panic
My brother texted me "Mom has, IMO…" and I did what any responsible sixty-something would do. I panicked. Then looked it up. According to Dr. Google, IMO stands for Intestinal Methanogen Overgrowth...
My Ego Thinks I'm Amazing. My Anxiety Would Like a Word.
I can convince myself I should be running the country — and five minutes later, I apologize to a self-checkout machine. Nobody has it all together. They're just better at hiding the junk drawer.
The Unexpected Gift of Getting Older: You Simply Stop Giving a Duck
There comes a point in life when something magical happens. You wake up one morning, notice a new chin hair, a mysterious ache in your left hip… and instead of having a complete emotional breakdown...
I've drawn Dolly Mamas for 25+ years-Then I became them all.
I spent 25 plus years drawing Dolly Mamas, joking about chin hairs, forgetfulness, and elastic waistbands. Turns out, karma had plans. Somewhere along the way, I became every Dolly Mama I ever crea...
When Your Chin Hair Starts Living Its Best Life
A funny and relatable midlife story about chin hair, menopause, magnifying mirrors, and the surprising beauty quirks women over 50 know all too well. If your chin hair is thriving, welcome—you’re a...
The Moment You Realize You’re Now the Older Generation
When did I become the same age as old people? I still feel young… until I stand up. If you're nodding along, this one's for you
I decided to build a website with the same brain that forgets why I walked into a room. Here’s how that went.
What to do with old cookie tins...