With apologies to Peter, Paul and Mary, that old folk tune has been rattling around in my head lately, except I've swapped out the flowers. Because somewhere between the hot flashes, the achy knees, and the third refill on the blood pressure prescription, a lot of us look up one day and wonder where the spark went.

It’s that time when the New Year is strolling in with sparkling anticipation, and the old year is still lingering like the last guy at the Lynyrd Skynyrd concert: shirt half open, holding a warm Michelob, refusing to admit it’s over. It’s also that time when we make promises to lose a few pounds, eat “better,” exercise more, declutter the garage, you know the drill. This year, how about resolutions that actually make us smile and are fun to keep? How about making some Sex