Like most women in their forties, Sally’s identity is connected to the members of her family. She is the wife of Tim, a recovered lawyer who is currently working on a start-up technology business. He has the audacity to be working at home. Given the chance, Tim would re-design everything in the world. Sally tries not to give him the chance.
She is the mother of two teen-aged girls, both of whom love her when they need a ride or new clothes. The older one has been tap dancing for ten years and just donated a foot of hair to Locks for Love. The younger one has played travel soccer forever, and, when her cleats are off, she is busy teaching Tiggy, her parrot, how to retrieve sunflower seeds from hiding places.
She is, by default, the one who does 90% of the shopping, cooking, laundry, carpooling, and straightening up in the house. In her next life, she plans to be the husband and looks forward to the daily surprise of what someone else has cooked for dinner.
Before having children, Sally used her brain. After graduating from Dartmouth College, her careers included working as the Photo Editor at Woman’s Day magazine and Outside magazine. She then earned a Masters in Education from Northwestern University and taught high school English long enough to frighten all of her friends into speaking with correct grammar.
While her kids were in elementary school, Sally was, officially, a stay-at-home mom. Unofficially, she continued work as a high school tutor, and then as a portrait photographer.
When she turned 40, Sally realized that it was time to evolve into the next stage of life. Her career as a radio host is part of this new stage. Her commitment to Lance Armstrong and her road bike now rank among her meaningful relationships. She’s also given in to the secret seduction of going to matinees. There are worse sins, after all.
As co-host of Walking on Air with Betsy and Sal, Sally provides an informed, irreverent, and humorous point of view. She is not afraid to admit to and embrace her hypocrisy, and often has the opportunity to think about it at 3 a.m. when she can’t sleep.