Author Archive: Nancy
Storage Space
We finally! (yes, that’s Finally with an exclamation point!) had a beautiful Sunday here in Connecticut. And so we took a nice drive in the convertible. We were headed towards the shoreline for a lobster dinner to celebrate my husband’s birthday. Top down, the sun on my face (and kneecaps, I found out later), the …
Pig-Headed
It’s my husband’s birthday. I won’t tell you how old he is, but let me say with some glee: Older Than Me! In celebration of his birthday, let me pay tribute to the good and bad side of one of his strongest traits. Pig-Headedness. My husband is stubborn. Probably the stubbornest person I have ever …
Of Innies and Outties
I’ve written several times about the differences between the way men think and the way women think. Although I have to admit, I don’t know what the heck I am talking about, since after twenty-two years of marriage I still don’t have a clue as to the way men think. (However, ignorance has never deterred …
Going Gentle
I recently re-posted a piece from a few years ago – “How To Be Old.” I can see the allure of growing old gracefully a la Judy Collins, but I also see the delight of defying old age like Buffy Sainte-Marie. And this week I saw another approach to old age. I would call it …
The Printer’s Devil
My husband took another shortcut the other day. He is notorious (to me) for taking shortcuts that are anything but. He once took a shortcut that added about forty-nine minutes to our drive home. (not that I was counting). I thought at one point I saw a sign that said “Welcome to Vermont.” Usually I …
Happy Mother’s Day (Once Removed)
I’ve long had bittersweet feelings for Mother’s Day. On one hand, my mother is my favorite person in the whole world. (Sorry, Hubby, but it’s true.) But the biggest regret of my life is that I never had children. I married late in life and it just never happened. For many years I thought my …
How To Be Old
A post from September 2011: I’m normally not much of a concert-goer. I don’t like crowds and I don’t like crowded parking lots, and I especially don’t like crowded ladies’ rooms. I put up with all of the above for the love of my life, James Taylor. Everyone else, not so much. Recently, however, I …
Role Model
After I so thoroughly and lovingly complimented myself last week, I think it is only fair to acknowledge that I just perhaps – very slightly – might have a few shortcomings. For example: How I React To Criticism: Which is: Not Well. Although I recognize that I have a few faults – I do not …
Dolman Sleeve Peeve
You know what’s my pet peeve? The expression ‘Pet Peeve’. How can a peeve be a pet? A pet is something darling, something cherished. Of course, I have known a few pets (not one of mine, of course) who were pretty obnoxious. Maybe those are the pets being peevers. I am easy to please. I …
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