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Post 50
Both my husband Olof and I will turn 69 this year and for the first time, we've started talking about 'aging out' -- just being too old to do things.
Post 50
In my husband Olof's and my relationship, I've always been the one who resisted change and he the one who embraced it. So I was puzzled when the big tree in our front yard died, Olof refused to let it be removed. But it was when he started using "feeling" words about the tree that I became officially alarmed.
Comedy
The nightly washing ritual has a number of other downsides, not the least of which is having one's undies draped all over
Comedy
I immediately considered letting this guy eat alone out on our uncovered patio in the rain where his illness might progress
Post 50
Our guest not only coughed and sneezed pretty much non-stop but kept repeating, probably in response to my cringing looks
Post 50
The voice on the other end of the phone couldn't have been more enthusiastic. "Hi grandma!" said a late teen-early 20-ish voice. It definitely wasn't one of my grandsons, the oldest of whom is seven.
Post 50
Dear grocery store bagger guys: Could we talk? I mean, this conversation is way overdue. Here's the problem: You guys are young and strong. I am not young, and, after having my chest broken by a drunk driver, not strong
Post 50
Friends whose son started on his college applications this week were bemoaning the process to us, knowing we have lived through it ourselves. It's been a while since our sons applied and I was curious to know if the essay topics had improved in the interim. In a word: no.
Post 50
Over a holiday weekend, it's always our hope to have the company of our preschool grandchildren. And after they leave, it's our hope to someday get all of our electronics working again.
Fifty
Recently, I met my son's mother for the first time. You have no idea how long I've waited to use that line. (OK, 33 years.) My older son, Rory, was finally able to find his birth mother, Erika, and introduced her to the rest of the family soon after.
Comedy
I have a personal hate-hate relationship with all things technical. Change one little thing on your computer and it's like the butterfly in Australia that flaps its wings and causes tornados in Kansas. Trying to fix it changes enough things to add monsoons in Asia.
Post 50
With the summer travel season in high gear, a person's thoughts just naturally turn to... underwear.
Post 50
Everybody has a fantasy about what they'd do if they won the lottery. I've always been clear about mine: hire a live-in masseuse. I'd get a minimum of two massages a day of about four hours each. In fact, some days I wouldn't even get off the table, especially if I could figure out a way to simultaneously get a straw into a glass of chardonnay.
Post 50
My husband is having an emotional affair. There, I've said it. Actually, if we're being perfectly honest, it's three emotional affairs and they're all with cooking show honeys. I'll refer to them as the Southern Sweetie, the Pioneer Person and the Italian Temptress.
Post 50
My long-time motto, to which I have, alas, failed to adhere, has always been "A closed mouth gathers no feet." Unfortunately, letting an opinion go unvoiced is not my strong suit.
Tech
Hidden among all of those Facebook posts of dogs, cats and kids -- which are really only important to their owners -- are the ever-increasing 'feel sorry for me' posts. These often contain messages designed to attract a bevy of comments.
Videos
Mike gives us the latest on the teen who was jailed for what some are calling a "terroristic" Facebook comment.