Sasee Magazine

The first time trick or treaters ever came to my door, I said “Trick.” I was new to this country. I didn’t know. My journey here had begun years earlier when I met the man of my dreams – a proud member of the U. S. Air Force stationed in my home country of England. [...]

I went to a meeting once, where at the beginning, all the newcomers had to stand up and answer two things: What is your name, and what do you do? One by one, about 20 people, mostly women, stood up, revealing a myriad of careers at varying levels. About half-way through, one woman stood up, [...]

Summer is here which means it’s that time of year again – time to suck in that tummy for unnatural periods of time as you venture out in public in your swimsuit. It makes my back ache just thinking about it. Beach vacations are one thing, but it’s the dreaded pool-party invitation I hate – [...]

I sniff my bath towel. “Perfect,” I announce. It was borderline smelly, but I hated to dirty a clean one. Tomorrow was a big day, and a large towel was mandatory. I roll it up, lay it next to my water bottle and set my alarm clock. I would hate to oversleep and be late; [...]

My husband wishes I would play golf. He keeps thinking that if I just tried it, maybe took a few lessons, that I would be hooked. I smile, lovingly. The problem is I just don’t get it; the sad thing is, I wish I did. I just don’t understand the appeal of a sport that [...]

The date was June 10, 1996 – a Monday – it was the perfect day. My conscience feels obliged to add, “of course, my wedding day was also perfect” but the reality is wedding days require work, attention and worry. June 10 required none of that. The story started months earlier when a change in [...]

I’m not sure when I found time to compile this list, I think it was somewhere in between cooking dinner, folding laundry and checking e-mail. Apparently, I am not alone. Surveys often reveal that the one thing women crave, even more than our feel-good staples of chocolate, massages and new clothes, is the very thing [...]

“Aren’t you a bit old?” my husband gasped. “Where would you even put a tattoo?” “On my face,” I wanted to reply sarcastically. Deep down, I suspect he’s right but the idea of a tattoo is so deliciously wicked, I can’t get it out of my brain. It’s youthful and daring, and I’m not. You [...]

“I wish I could work part-time,” she sighed, “But we can’t afford it.” Her tired, lackluster eyes told the rest of the story. The plague of ‘not enough time’ was a burden for women everywhere; she was no exception, and neither was I. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy working, I loved working. I loved [...]

I have a secret wish. In the big scheme of things, it is embarrassingly fickle: It is not to bring world peace, win the lottery, or even to lose those dreaded ten. It is, quite simply, to wear a dress with spaghetti straps. Summers are the hardest because of “them”– those enviable, perky women who [...]