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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.
The Oys of Summer
It occurred to me the other day, as I gratefully entered an air-conditioned space, that I hate summer. Maybe it’s global warming, or my finicky old age, or a drastic alteration in my personal wardrobe, but what used to be the joys of the season are now just a string of nearly intolerable annoyances. I’m not a big fan of nostalgia either, but I do recall the summers of my youth with a certain longing. Back then, summers meant freedom, sleeveless shirts, tank tops, short shorts, loving the beach, getting a tan, no homework, and long days to spend outdoors
Anthropo…. What?
Anthropomorphism, that’s what. You may not know the word, but I’ll bet you a month’s worth of Starbuck’s Chocolate Cream Cold
A Not-So-Joyful Noise
Would you consider eating out on a New York City subway platform during rush hour a pleasant dining experience? I hear you all
Do Not Drive or Operate Heavy Machinery……
Off with the Old, on with the New….Year that is. And I can’t say I’m sorry to see 2023 ride off into the
Another Seasonal, Another Reason….to Make Latkes!
Yesterday was the last day of Hanukkah and hopefully the last day that the scent of grease will linger in my
For Mature Audiences Only
Warning! If you are even slightly shy, you might want to stop reading now. Because today I will be discussing an intimate body
Game Changer
So, we turned the clock back an hour this past weekend. Unless you live in Hawaii or Arizona. Those states are
The “Writ” Stuff
It’s been a while since I’ve griped about TV news. Eighteen months and 16 days to be exact. That’s because I’ve been on
Wardrobe Redux
It’s once again fall, my favorite season. I love the fall colors. Standing near a tree aglow with orange, red, and