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10 Things I learned From My High School Friends
September 20, 2010
My high school buddies, Susan, Phyllis, and Judy, came to visit this past weekend. These are the ten things I learned from their visit: 10. Guests who arrive carrying their own two-litre bottles of Cherry Diet Coke may not be emotionally prepared to eat wholesome, organic food for the weekend 9. Anthony’s Pizza in Falls […]
Raising A Family On Bibimbap and Corrective Shoes
August 12, 2010
In 1977, Then Husband and LBL moved to a neighborhood called Lyon Village, putting them within a couple blocks of Clarendon, the commercial area that bordered the neighborhood. Clarendon was a pretty exciting place back then, if you enjoyed looking at the site of a vacant 5 and 10 cent store, or if you needed […]
My Friend Bill
June 29, 2010
This month, Life in the Boomer Lane and Now Husband lost a dear friend. Bill was a journalist with the Asbury Park Press, and was the first (and for some time, only) print journalist who was writing about the David Goldman case. Goldman’s young son Sean, had been illegally held in Brazil since 2004 by […]
I’m losing it.
May 21, 2010
Many people in their fifties and sixties spend a lot of time worrying what they will do with all the spare time they will have when they retire. One remedy for many of those people, and a remedy that is frequently employed, is to start losing things, so that their time will be spent trying […]
I’m Losing It
May 21, 2010
Many people in their fifties and sixties spend a lot of time worrying what they will do with all the spare time they will have when they retire. One remedy for many of those people, and a remedy that is frequently employed, is to start losing things, so that their time will be spent trying […]
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Things My Mother Warned Me About
September 23, 2010
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I found a dead squirrel in my driveway the other day. As soon as I saw it, I heard my mom’s voice, “Don’t pick it up. It is probably diseased and you will get sick and die if you touch it.” I told my friend Phyllis, who was visiting and was, at that moment, sitting […]