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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.
Hard to Swallow
Have you missed me in your in-box? Even if you didn’t notice or were relieved to have one less email to delete, I’d like to explain that the unplanned sabbatical over the last few months was due to family matters that required my full attention. I’m happy to report that all is well and, for better or worse, I’m back at the keyboard. Whether or not you are pleased by this news, I could not let the year come to an end without presenting my traditional top ten quiz of the stupidest new drug names of 2024. And 2024, with
The Perfect Dress – Part II
Due to the overwhelming response to the prior essay, I felt strongly that a follow-up was in order. First, I’d like to thank
The Perfect Dress
I have been on a quest for the perfect dress. Perfect for me, that is. And I do have some very specific requirements.
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 Brew that
A Night at The Opera
My husband likes opera. Me? Not so much. If I had to rate my feelings regarding opera on a scale with “Hate” being
Still Crazy After All These Years…..
It's May, the merry month of May, or so says one of the musical numbers from the show "Camelot." But for me,
Keeping It Under Wraps
I’m in my kitchen staring down at what used to be my cutting board but now looks like a setting for a horror
Can We Talk?
It’s 2022, and if you’re only just getting last year’s slang, forget it! Gen Z has invented a whole new lexicon. The March