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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.
In Praise of February
I love February. It’s short and sweet, but very important. It’s the last full month of winter (not that that matters in South Florida), you can finally see the daylight lengthening, and it has some neat special designations. Unfortunately, we’ve already missed National Dark Chocolate Day on February 1st, and National Eat Ice Cream for Breakfast Day on February 2nd, but there’s still time to stock up for National Drink Wine Day on February 18th. Of course, there are the more obvious holidays, like Ground Hog Day, presidential birthdays, and Valentine’s Day. And the lesser-known birthday
Traffic University (or Things that Go Bump in the Night)
It’s three-thirty in the morning and I’m awake. I’m awake because the dog jumped on me. The dog jumped on me because he
Drive-Thru Nation
I noticed something at the last cocktail party I attended (which was also the first cocktail party I attended in about fifteen years). The
Epiphany
I think I have figured out the afterlife. If I go to heaven I will be surrounded by wonderful delights that are no
Losing Streak
It’s as inevitable as the changing of the seasons, as predictable as the ebb and flow of the tides, as constant as the
A Tale of Too Many Choices
Should entering a store to purchase an ordinary item cause an otherwise smart, level-headed woman to put her therapist on speed dial? I
Trashing My Friends
The 2011 holiday season has been over for approximately a month now, and even the slowest among us has probably put away the
What Would Jackie-O Wear?
Dear Emily Post: I am a woman of a certain age; revealing the precise number at this time is not necessary. The mere