1. Adj.: Describing a person born between 1 Jan. 1946 and 31 Dec. 1964
2. Adj.: Description of a person, place or thing possessing Baby Boomer je ne sais quoi
3. See also, Boomer, Esq.: A Baby Boomer who is also a licensed attorney (See, e.g., About).
About Me (and Mr. Excitement)
I was born about mid-way between 1946 and 1964, the birth years said to define Baby Boomerdom.
I am a recovering Social Security and Immigration lawyer in Philadelphia. A few years ago, I resigned as a shareholder at the small law firm I helped to found and gave up ten hour work days for a part-time, somewhat flexible work-load, writing appellate briefs. Now that most legal research and brief filing is done on-line, I can work — wherever and whenever. I found out that too much of my identity was invested in my legal career for me to quit lawyering cold turkey. I still can’t quite get that legal monkey off my back, but being a travel blogger is infinitely more fun. (Update: 9/13/15 For the first time this year, I seriously considered not renewing my law license—but the legal monkey is hanging on for dear life apparently.)
Part of my impetus for giving up a career in the crash and burn lane of full-time lawyering after twenty-five years, was to be able to devote myself more fully to non-legal (as opposed to illegal) writing and to be available as a “trailing spouse” to accompany my physician-scientist husband (a/k/a Mr. Excitement) on his travels. (The perk of academic medicine (if you like to travel) is that medical researchers are encouraged to share their work and to collaborate globally). I suspect many Baby Boomers would understand how the extra “free” time has also been beneficial for managing issues for aged parents.
I inherited more than a bit of wanderlust from my father, a Philadelphia public school art teacher. He took us to Mexico to live for a year when I was nine in 1963 and we did another year-long stint abroad when I was fifteen, this time in Devizes, Wiltshire, England where he was an exchange teacher. After the year in England, we camped through France, Italy and Spain for seven weeks, following him through some of the best art museums in the world. In 1974, not surprisingly, my parents heartily endorsed my decision to spend a semester living with a Colombian family in Bogota, Colombia, while attending the University of the Andes. (I was a double major in history and Spanish at Williams College and I realized that even an excellent Spanish academic curriculum was not going to help me reach my desired level of Spanish fluency in rural Massachusetts.)
I graduated from college in 1975 at the age of 21. In a somewhat Boomeresque pattern, I spent the next decade getting married (twice), earning a law degree, launching my legal career, and giving birth to our older son. Three and a half years and a house purchase later, we welcomed our younger son (who has apparently inherited the wanderlust gene big time. He blogs about it at The World or Bust.) We spent our 30’s, 40’s and early 50’s, shepherding our boys through life, including college, while maintaining two active professional careers–i.e. we were kinda busy.
We are now empty nesters—-except for Dino, the cock-a-poo our younger son convinced me to rescue when he was a senior in high school. With both our sons through college and living independently, I found the joys of home ownership to be wearing thin, and convinced my husband that we should sell our house in the suburbs and move to a rental apartment in Center City Philadelphia. Fortunately, we all (including the dog) are happy with our new living situation.
In a case of the tree growing next to the apple, it was our younger son who nudged me into travel blogging: “Mom, you like to travel and you like to write.”
One of my latest passions is Zentangle which you can read about here. I even became a Certified Zentangle Teacher (CZT)—certificate suitable for framing and all.
A word about Mr. Excitement: In my blog posts, you will oftentimes find my husband, Steve, referred to as “Mr. Excitement” (or sometimes, “Dr. Excitement”). This is because he and I are often referred to as “Mr. and Mrs. Excitement” by our friends and loved ones. This is a term of endearment
we like to think and is meant to be ironic because, according to them, we are not all that exciting in real life.
And that, in a nutshell, is my life—-so far…….
So, why am I blogging?
- I like to write. Words are my paint.
- When I semi-retired in 2005, there were actually decent opportunities for non-journalists/non-pundits to be paid for freelance writing. I had three commentaries printed in The Philadelphia Inquirer and an essay printed in an anthology. However, the handwriting is on the wall (as it were). I won’t bore you with the well known saga of the struggles of print media in the digital world.
- I’m not terrified of computers and new technology—well, maybe a little bit.
- Our son’s insistence (right as it turned out) that I should meld my writing chops with my wandering ways.
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