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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.
Supplementary, my dear Watson!
No, this is not an exposé about Sherlock Holmes overdosing on vitamins. But it is a commentary about vitamins and other nutritional supplements guaranteed to improve your mental acuity, your energy level, your ability to stay awake past 7:30 PM and your overall quality of life or your money back, as seen on TV! As one who watches entirely too much television and isn’t inclined to channel surf when a commercial interrupts my favorite Law and Order rerun, I tend to notice the advertisements. And perhaps it’s because I’ve just added another candle to my cake that I’ve become acutely
This Has To Be Great Because I’m a Celebrity!
In the interest of full transparency I am stating at the outset that the idea for this essay did not originate with me.
Skin Is In!
Or more accurately, skin is out! I will explain. It’s summer 2023 and this genetically predisposed city kid is once again happily roaming
Northern Exposure
Another season, another reason to vacate Florida for the cooler climes of the northeast. As lovely as it is to have
Addicted to the Grid
It could have been worse. To arrive at my happy place, I could have turned to drugs or alcohol. Or consuming entire packages
Go West, Young Man!
Well, I may not be a young man, but I have headed West. My husband and I are in Los Angeles
Tackling the Refrigerator
Before I begin, I think it’s important that I disambiguate my chosen title. (Note: I could have used the word “clarify,” but who
Larks and Owls
I hate morning people! Oh, you know who you are. You’re the ones who wake up happy with a smile on your face
Look Who’s Talkin’
Greetings grandparents and other significant others. It’s that time of year again when colleges and universities fling open their doors and bless us