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SUSAN’S UNFILTERED WIT
Observations about life from the far side of the hill
Susan started writing when she discovered, in retirement, that she looked terrible in golf clothes and canasta had way too many rules. Looking for something personally meaningful to do that did not require wearing polo shirts, she enrolled in a class for fledging writers. Not quite ready to tackle the great American novel, she began to write short, witty essays about life from the perspective of “a woman of a certain age.”
Deciding that the world needed another Erma Bombeck and\or Nora Ephron, with a bit of Andy Rooney thrown in for good measure, she went public. Susan created her blog, now called Susan’s Unfiltered Wit, where she continues to entertain her generation of pre-baby boomers and beyond with new posts twice a month.
What’s in a Word?
Would cheugy by any other name be as drip? Now that I’ve completely confused my Spell Check as well as anyone reading this, let me remind you that it’s once again time for my ESL quiz. That is, English as a Second Language as spoken by our high school and college-age grandkids. Spring break is upon us and with it comes the children of our children seeking warmer climes and perhaps a beach. They bring with them not only their dirty laundry but a vocabulary of the latest slang words that have you wondering if your hearing aids are working
Wonder Drugs
Hey, 2020. Here’s your hat. What’s your hurry? I think the sentiment is universal. Perhaps even interplanetary. Most of us can’t wait for
Light at the End of the Tunnel
Hanukkah, the Festival of Lights, arrived at sundown on Thursday, December 10th. No complaints this year about the holiday arriving too
Happily Ever After
Today is blog day. But more importantly, it also happens to be my 40th wedding anniversary, and I have decided to honor the
A Very Virtual Thanksgiving
With Thanksgiving less than two weeks away, I have been contemplating my table setting. Some of the usual adornments shall remain the same.
Bring Back the Good Old Words….
So there I was, 9:30 in the morning, indulging in my guilty pleasures -- a second cup of coffee and my second crossword
What Have You Done to My Bagel!?!
Hey! I'm talkin' to you. I'm from Brooklyn. And being from Brooklyn, I know a thing or two about bagels. And I'm tellin'
My Life As a Car
I'm not sure if I really believe in reincarnation, but I do find the notion very seductive. One can take a measure of
Daughter of a Beach (Hater)
The inevitable has happened. The insidious process has reached its conclusion. The final step has been taken, and the journey is over. I