Let there be light !


As we age, light can be cruel and harsh. 

I know:  You 40- and-under brats will not relate to, or understand, a thing about which I’m going to tell you.

Midday sun is unkind. Fluorescent lighting is intensely unpleasantOverhead fluorescent lighting is downright horrifying.

Which is why I’m in love with my dimmer switch. Yep…my dimmer switch. One of the best inventions ever created, most probably the brainchild of a brilliant woman.

I had some installed in varied strategic locations in my home a few years ago. I’ve never looked back… or better.  I’ve never regretted it. And I believe every woman 40 and better should go to their Home Depot today and get one — or several — for their home. 

I’ve got three in my kitchen, one in my dining room, one in the guest bath. They’re my BFF’s. I love them. They make me happy.  

And here’s why:  A dimmer switch ameliorates (love that word)  the long shadows and garish highlighting of all that the crow (‘s feet) hath wrought. It ‘whites out’ the dark circles and those tiny blue/black veins that age, time and gravity has deposited smack dab under my visual orbs.

And let us not forget to honor the equally as benevolent, au naturel,  kind, older sibling of the dimmer switch: Candlelight. Ahhhh ~ that softness… that subtle glow it casts… that delicate illumination… that decade of time it erases.  (Okay. Now I’m really stretching it.)  

Glory be to a beautifully lit dining table!

 And dining al fresco, at dusk, with an overabundance of candles…



I wanna be at this dinner party


Just imagine how great we’d all look (and feel)  if our lives were lived 24/7 swathed in the warmth, radiance and glow of candlelight, or under the modulated lighting of our dear, dear friend the dimmer switch.

But that’s not reality.

So instead we must give thanks for such things as those candles and dimmer switches…and moisturizer…and grout…and spackle…and concealer. Oh, and wine! 







6 Responses to Let there be light !
  1. Joann Hipp
    September 22, 2012 | 3:15 pm

    Jodie – I love reading your stories. You are so clever. I relate to all of them, especially this one. Joann

  2. Krista
    September 22, 2012 | 3:39 pm

    I give praise to dimmer lighting myself….it not only makes me look better….I don’t have to squint from harsh lighting. (Which is also very attractive.) Keep the blogs coming and the lights down low!!!!!

  3. Diana Aten Conwell
    September 22, 2012 | 9:57 pm

    AMEN Jodie! And could we PLEASE install dimmer switches in clothing store dressing rooms? I really thing retailers have missed the boat. Think of how much more we would buy if “the lie of the dimmer switch” fooled us in to thinking we REALLY looked that great!

    • jodie
      September 23, 2012 | 10:30 am

      Isn’t that the truth, Diana!! I was going to do a whole thing on those stupid dressing rooms…and the $$$ all department stores are losing. But…there is a place! Go to Nordstroms at Arden Fair, between Shoes and the Bobbi Brown counter. Fabby mirror with perfect lighting! (I love to hang out there.)

  4. Therese Fowler-Bailey
    September 22, 2012 | 10:15 pm

    Dimmers All Ovah!! Florescents …well It does begin with “F”. Another Winner Jodie!

  5. Schultzie
    September 23, 2012 | 9:10 pm

    Uhhhh, well, yes, love the dimmer switch!! BUT, what about that darn dim lighting while traveling? I’m embarrassed to say-not really- I’ve brought my own extra watt lightbulbs to do the makeup!!! I need more light for myself, but only for myself…hehe!!

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It's true! Despite playing defense virtually all my life against the onslaught of this sometimes-ugly aging process, it...has...arrived! I naively thought I would escape cellulite (the Cottage Cheese) and crow's feet (the Crepe Paper). But I didn't! And why didn't anyone tell me about this emotional roller-coaster that comes with being an Empty-Nester?! My name is Jodie Barringer Myers. I'm a 54-year-old Friday/chardonnay/ hydrangea-loving wife/mom/court reporter living in Sacramento (Gold River!), California. Writing is cathartic for me. And because I look to find humor and humility among the rubble that is my now very peri-menopausal self, I'm hopeful that you will laugh, cry, learn, enjoy and, most of all, relate to what I have to say. After all, we're all in this together, right?

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