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My Bling Fling with Body Holes

I didn’t really miss the earrings because my hair was so big you couldn’t see them anyways, and if I wore dangly earrings they were in danger of bumping into my shoulder pads

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Charades Anyone?

Life after Sixty Series The old man and I play a lot of charades lately. And no, we aren’t particularly keen on party games. Nor are we attempting to relive our summer camp experiences (because we never had any.) Well, maybe the old man did a couple of boy scout camps but they didn’t play …

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The Virgin Mary, Good Drugs, and the “C” Word

Next year I will turn sixty. Which pisses me off a little. When you turn sixty people start to treat you differently. Especially your health insurance provider and doctors, who start sending you reminders to get a flu shot, a Hep C test, a shingles shot, blah, blah, blah. Obviously you are approaching a turning …

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House Cleaning, Christmas Miracles, and The Wonderful World of The Old Man’s Imagination

My husband does believe in some things that I KNOW don’t exist. Like dishwashers that actually scrub a cheese omelet encrusted pan clean …

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F Bombs, Soap and Water, and Cleaning Up a Dirty Mouth

I’m not like other women. I tend to avoid girly activities like lingerie parties, pedicures and spa days. I’ve had one manicure in 57 years. My girly sister treated me to it so I would be presentable at her son’s wedding. And Spa days seem so upper class, the kind of thing Paris Hilton might …

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How to Not Spend Money

I hate shopping. It really makes me crabby. I haven’t always felt this way. When I was young and hadn’t made several really annoying long distance moves (too much stuff!) and was into accumulating things and was skinny and looked good in clothes, I liked it. Now I do everything I can to avoid it, …

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The Night Belongs to Us

  It’s ten thirty at night and the old man and dog are asleep. Just as the night owl in me wants to spread it’s wings and start flying. It kind of makes me crazy how early they go to bed around here. I am not a morning person. I don’t even really feel awake …

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Weighty Issues: I Surrender, Bring out The White Flags. (Better make em black, white makes me look fat.)

One day, a couple decades ago,  I looked down at my thighs and realized I had cellulite on the FRONT of my thighs. SAY IT ISN’T SO! I freaked out. I was getting close to forty by then, and I didn’t take it sitting down. I worked out harder, did more squats and walked the …

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What’s in a Name?

I’ve been thinking of the name of my blog lately–Rainy Day Writing. I created this blog in February. Sitting at my computer looking out the window. Before we started the addition from hell, the computer corner where I wrote was right next to a picture window. Just in case you get any Better Homes and …

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