menopausebarbees
... the tales of two sisters

Dana lives in Seattle, and Tracie lives in Germany. We are businesswomen, writers and humorists. We write about life, dating, and today's modern women.

HIGH FIVE!

5 Dollars!

The 2019 Seattle walk for 1 in 100, for which I am proud to say I have been named honorary chair, is happening day after tomorrow which means we’re getting down to the wire everybody. 

All I’m asking you to do is donate five dollars. 

The Adult Congenital Heart Association (ACHA) is the ONLY national nonprofit organization devoted to supporting the full lifespan of millions of people impacted by congenital heart disease. 

The only organization… for millions.

The Walk for 1 in 100 for the ACHA is a fundraising event that will generate funds and awareness meant to empower adults to take an active role in their cardiac care, to educate parents on the lifelong specialized care their young child will need in the future, and to support young adults through the transition to adult CHD care. It supports the person with a newly diagnosed heart defect, as well as the patient who’s seen it all, and everything in between. In other words–and I hope it never happens–but it could affect you or your loved one. It has impacted me and mine.

So have a heart and follow these 5 steps to donate your 5 dollars:

Go to http://secure.achaheart.org/goto/Menopausebarbees

1. hover over DONATE

2. click DONATE TO INDIVIDUAL

3.Type in Tracie Mayer

4.Search and click DONATE NOW

5. Feel good!

I thank you from the bottom of my heart!!

HELP!!!

Hey everybody,

Dana and I–your Menopausebarbees–need your help!

We have accepted the challenge of participating in the Walk for 1 in 100 to raise funds for research, advocacy and programs dedicated to fighting congenital heart disease (CHD)—the most common birth defect in the world. If you’ve read Incompatible with Nature–A Mother’s Story, you understand why this cause is so very near and dear to our hearts. I am honored to announce that I have been named honorary chair for this awesome event.

The Adult Congenital Heart Association (ACHA) is devoted to supporting the full lifespan of the millions of people impacted by CHD. In 2019, walks will be held in 14 USA communities to raise money for outreach, advocacy, education, research and more.

PLEASE support our fundraising efforts with a donation. ANY  amount, even $5.00 will help in the fight against CHD–and you can donate anonymously, so please do!

Go to: http://secure.achaheart.org/goto/Menopausebarbees; at top of page highlight DONATE then click on DONATE TO INDIVIDUAL ; type in Tracie Mayer (and you will see team name Menopausebarbees) then click DONATE NOW. Easy as that!

We greatly, greatly, greatly appreciate your support. The walk is this coming Saturday beginning at 9 A.M. And if you’d like to join our Menopausebarbees team, we’d love to have you.

Event Information:
When: 06/15/2019
Where: Seattle Center, International Fountain 305 Harrison Street, Seattle WA 98109
Time: Registration opens at 9:00 a.m. and the walk kicks off at 10:00 a.m. Parking is available in all Seattle Center lots.
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Thank you from the bottom of our hearts,

Your Menopausebarbees

On The Brink…Not Our Daddy’s Central District

Yesterday, my family and I attended the premiere of On the Brink https://www.onthebrinkmovie.com/. A documentary and sad reality about the displacement of African American residents from the historically black central district of Seattle. In my life-time, I have witnessed the neighborhood transform from nearly 73 percent African American to an estimated 14% today.

My 16th birthday back yard party

Watching the film and listening to the panel, I couldn’t help but think of my father, Gerald Frank, a central district real estate investor and pioneer who passed away 23 years ago this July. When daddy arrived from Detroit to the Pacific Northwest in 1950, he reckoned as former NBA all star, Slick Watts noted, he had arrived at heaven on earth.

For a young black man, in his early twenties with no financial means, of course there were obstacles. But daddy was determined and opportunities abound. He cultivated relationships with friends such as the Goldfarb, Benoliel, Bards, McAdoo, and Wilcox families who were established business owners, architects, and developers. He went into partnership with his credit worthy affiliates to buy HUD financed buildings located in the Central District. Eventually, our parents partnership established enough equity and bought their partners out.

The books our parents studied were elementary enough. Real estate was a sound investment. Buy low and negotiate terms. If financing was not available, get the seller to provide terms. Refinance and use the proceeds to roll into the next building. Daily, daddy preached to us and he would say, ‘Economics lessons 101, people are always gonna need a place to live and I’m creating annuity income.’

We never discounted our father’s work ethic. My siblings and I watched him fight banks and lending institutions. He fought racism, redlining, and discriminatory lending practices. I cannot recount the numerous mornings I awoke to daddy and his “methadone maintenance” crew making picket signs which my sisters and I had to carry in front of Seafirst or Rainier bank. We also picketed the bank president’s homes, and country clubs, until financing was approved and we came to terms.

By 1970, our parents had created a legacy with real estate on every block of this historically black region. This month, my mom and I are blessed to celebrate 30 years of being partners. But as I pass the baton to my son to continue this legacy, I am constantly reminded you must remember where you came from to know where you are going.

After watching the film and the profiles of the panel from Ms. Helen’s soul food diner to the next generation, Kristi and That Brown Girl Catering, I am humbled by the foundation of them and other pioneers like our parents that settled, thrived and survived.

We must do our part to preserve this legacy and that is why I am imploring you to join us June 17, 2019 from 6-8 pm for the Midtown Public Square Commercial Leasing Outreach meeting at Black Dot Underground 1437 S. Jackson Suite #100 Seattle, Wa 98144.

Something for your Toolbox

Take some time to dream this weekend…

A Reason to Remember

Today the Menopausebarbees remember and salute the American service members who lost their lives–the ultimate sacrifice–during wartime.

A picture speaks thousands of words…

The Menopausebarbees Walk for 1 in 100!

Dear friends and family,

I am honored to have been named honorary chair for this event!

Dana and I, your Menopausebarbees, recently accepted the challenge of participating in the Walk for 1 in 100 to raise funds for research, advocacy and programs dedicated to fighting congenital heart disease (CHD)—the most common birth defect in the world. If you’ve read my book, Incompatible with Nature–A Mother’s Story, you understand why this cause is so very near and dear to our hearts.

The Adult Congenital Heart Association (ACHA) is devoted to supporting the full lifespan of the millions of people impacted by CHD. In 2019, walks will be held in 14 USA communities to raise money for outreach, advocacy, education, research and more.

PLEASE support our fundraising efforts with a donation. Any amount, great or small, helps in the fight against CHD. Here is the link:

http://secure.achaheart.org/goto/Menopausebarbees

We greatly appreciate your support and will keep you posted on our progress.

And if you’re in Seattle and you’d like to join our Menopausebarbees team, we’d love to have you!

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts,

Your Menopausebarbees

Something for Your Toolbox

This Girl is on Fire

Seattle Prep’s Diversity Award recognizes students who celebrate diversity and demonstrate and support inclusion in school and the encouragement of others.

“Seattle Prep’s Diversity Award has been described as a woman on fire…Congratulations Taryn Frank Looney, watch out world!” Coach Deino Scott.


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From the First Day of Kindergarten


To the Last Day of High School Taryn with her brother, Brett

Proposalversary

LOVE…

love[ləv]NOUN an intense feeling of deep affection

One year ago today, I said YES.

“I’m low key and under the radar, you live out loud and go where right lights are

I’m buttoned up and you’re zippers down, when we get together there’s never a frown

We’re an unlikely couple who are very diverse, yet we found each other 2 needles in a haystack universe

So here is the deal if you are willing and able, I’m offering a future that’s more fun than stable

The question for you , in this incredible venue is whether or not you would like to continue

It’s a special request, that might fill you with glee

It involves some bling and taking a knee

Dana Ann Frank – will you marry me?”

5 Countries… 5 Days

5 Countries… 5 Days… If this sounds Deja Vu, it is. I’m Not Crazy, but still just a little un-well. This really could be the theme song in my life. Two years ago, I took the same trip and shared highlights in my travelogue. But this time around, my daughter graduates this week from High School. We have parties to throw, parties to attend, and ceremonies galore.   My sister, co-blogger and BFF is home from Germany to help commemorate this special time.  We celebrated our blessed Mom’s 87th year.  My home is in a major remodel.  Since January, when I’m not on the road with my fiancé who resides in Nashville, I have shared a bedroom with my mom and a bathroom with my daughter.  My son and business partner, Brett and I have overseen the renovation and re-renting eleven units in a month.

So, my cup does indeed runneth over.  But when my fiancé, Eric called and suggested I join him for 5 countries in five days on a business trip, my crazy little un-well side said of course! I asked Eric, what he likes most about me and his first response was that I am adventurous. Well, no need to disappoint, I reasoned as I stuffed items from my recent Marie Kondo organized drawers.

London, Geneva, Switzerland, Stockholm, Copenhagen, Amsterdam.

Sunday, we arrived at the Hotel Wellesley Knightbridge, This intimate building dates back to 1906 when the Hyde Park Corner station first opened. Years later, the place was converted to a popular jazz haunt and Pizza on the Park until the Wellesley took up residence in 2010.  One of our travel companions was told his shorts were not proper attire in the lobby of the hotel.  Gotta love the aristocratic snobbery of some British establishments.  Dear friends, and part-time London residents Peter and Nicole met us for cocktails first and then dinner at The Bombay Palace. Ever so thoughtful, they arrived with a beautiful bouquet for me as it was Mother’s Day.   It’s always refreshing to visit with knowing locals, and seeing that Peter is British, we got even greater insights on taking the Tube, best eateries, shopping et al.  (I will follow up on another blog about our evening at the H Club). The next morning while on my search for Starbucks, I wondered upon as Nicole and I agree the best shopping on the planet, aka Harvey Nichols.  After enjoying a piping hot cup of coffee and perusing the haute couture of the European fashions, I really sensed with the melting pot of all nationalities that Megan and her new baby, Archie are truly embraced by this country.  These shoes I spotted at Harvey Nickle, Boss Lady are an example of who she is.

Go Megan!

Tuesday found us on Lake Geneva. Geneva is the second most populous city in Switzerland and French speaking. I was familiar with this exact location as this was one of our destinations two years ago on the same business trip.  My days were free as Eric was in long meetings.  So, I decided to embark alone on a windy morning walk.  As I exited the President Wilson Hotel, I couldn’t resist my urge to hop on a courtesy bicycle parked out front and literally felt like the Flying Nun as I peddled along the waterfront.  Either that or the mean witch from the Wizard of Oz.  A friendly Bell hop warned me not to keep my phone in the rear seat basket as it could get stolen.  The affluent shops such as Gucci, Prada, Dolce and more did not hide the danger of thieves.  I decided I’d been blown sufficiently when my beloved I phone fell from my pocket after a hefty wind shook me and said bike, so back to the President Wilson I peddled.  

Wednesday we awoke in Stockholm.  I was super excited to see this country as it was my first trip and my cousins QD3 and Martina have both shared their love of their second city home.  It was extremely clean.  I visualized the many apartment units I have seen decorated from the Swedish brand, Ikea. We stayed at the Nobis Hotel.  The one thing that struck me about Sweden is it’s mostly cash free.  I even had to charge $4 for a cup of tea!  Our stay in Sweden was not long enough as I really wanted to visit the ABBA Museum.  This “Dancing Queen” will have to come back.

Next up, Copenhagen, the birthplace of Legos! Along with being one of the most bicycle friendly cities in the country, it is also home to the instantly recognizable statue of the Little Mermaid. Inspired by the Hans Christian Anderson fairy tale, I patiently waited for my turn to pose by this international identifier.


 Rushing back to the airport for a tight connection flight to Amsterdam, Eric discovered he forgot his attache case with his passport at the last meeting.  We miss our flight and all other flights were sold out, so we stayed the night at the Copenhagen airport.  Let’s just say, Eric agrees I get a pass for two major mess ups.  I started to increase the punitive damages to 4 as that was the hour we had to awake to catch the 6 AM flight the next morning to Amsterdam.

Amsterdam truly is one of my favorite European cities.  The rich history. The canals.  The bicycles. Staying again at the W, I tried to embrace my inner hipster.  But truth be told, the dark room with lights that come on when my presence prompts them, the cold concrete floors, uber mod lighting, and odd architectural structure left me wanting Whatever Whenever normal.  But I found myself embracing the moment as the sun shined from the rooftop and I indulged in grilled cauliflower, asparagus, and a vodka tonic.  I reflected that walking blocks away the Red Light District, Anne Frank’s House, and the Van Gogh Museum were all  a part of my reality.  That I could experience 5 countries in 5 days, I may be exhausted, crazy, and a little un-well, but then again… aren’t we all?

Stay tuned for a blog on our cocktail concoction challenge at the H Hotel with Peter & Nicole