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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 Biggest Loser. Not.
We all know that life isn't fair. I think we learn that when we're still young, and the examples keep piling up. For instance, have you ever been in a public restroom stall, and just finishing your business, when the toilet paper falls off the spindle and rolls under the door? Not fair! Or, you're driving on a road with a 40 mph speed limit which suddenly goes downhill and the speed limit switches to 25 mph and a cop is waiting at the bottom? So not fair! Or you buy some seasonal fruit which looks so delicious and you
The Biggest Loser. Not.
We all know that life isn't fair. I think we learn that when we're still young, and the examples keep piling up. For
The Diet Diaries
Diet Day 0. It's the Sunday before my personal D-Day, the Monday on which I have vowed to begin a Diet. I had
The Grandma’s Guide to Gorgeous
It has recently come to my attention that my fashion image is in serious need of a makeover. My entire wardrobe, which I
Fake Views
Mirror, mirror in the store You made me look like a size four But in my home what did I see? A plus-size
I’m Way Too Young To Be This Old
It's June, the month of transitions: summer arrives, weddings abound, and of course, there are the graduations. And this June, the oldest of
The Iceman Cometh
Each spring, when I fly north from Florida with the rest of my Snowbird flock, I look forward to becoming reacquainted with the
Out of the Closet Again
Listen! That long sigh of relief you just heard was me, Susie Snowbird, recovering from another transition from south to north.
Et tu, Romaine? Then Fall, Caesar!
So when is it safe to eat salad again? That’s the question on the lips of every diet-conscious woman in America. Which means
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