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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.
Sweat and the City
It’s summer 2024 and this genetically predisposed city kid is once again happily roaming Manhattan’s upper west side, walking Sam the dog, and gawking. As a confessed non-reader of fashion magazines or the New York Times Styles section, there is still no place like a big city to discover the current trends in female apparel. The sidewalks are a veritable runway, with scores of young women reflecting what’s hip this season. This energetic neighborhood is home to gaggles of young Xs, Ys, and Zs, but with an adequate number of those us who look like their chaperones to assure me
Your Open Table is Waiting
One of the goals of retirement, at least for women, is to maintain a spotless kitchen. Current research has shown that the best
Words I Never Want to Hear Again in 2023!
Hi folks. Happy New Year! This is the last time I shall say “Happy New Year” in 2023. It’s the middle of January.
Drug Habit
Your time is through! And like all your predecessors, you’ve had your ups and downs. You didn’t start out with your best foot
Let There be Light…and Latkes!
Fried White Potatoes As much as I gripe about the tedium of the holiday season, I must
Book Report
Dear Readers: I’m wordless! Which is a sorry state for a writer. Nevertheless, I’m not sure I have the proper vocabulary to convey
Reading Between the Lines
Book clubs are all the rage. They’re everywhere. Oprah has one. Civic groups and country clubs have them. Chances are your church or
The Ones Who Got Away
Do you ever think about your old flames? I mean, really old. Like the crushes you had in elementary school or junior high?
