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Nancy Roman

Category Archives: Aging

When Did That Happen?

One of my Dad’s favorite expressions was “You must have been hiding behind the barn when the brains got handed out.” I never really understood why someone would hide in order to avoid brains.   But I got the point. I always seemed to miss something important. I knew by the age of fifteen that …

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That Explains A Lot

Everyone has those moments – when you hear or see something   – that suddenly gives you insight into your own nature. I’ve heard it called an “aha moment” – and that expression really fits.  “Aha! That’s why I’m me.” For instance, when I was a kid, I went through a short phase where I …

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The Idea Of It

Several years ago –  about 52, to be honest – I was helping myself to some pasta at a family dinner. I have to digress a bit here.  It wasn’t pasta. I never heard the word ‘pasta’ until decades later. We did not eat pasta in the 50s and 60s. We had Spaghetti or Macaroni. …

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Orphan Envy

Here’s a post from my earliest blogging days – (with a new drawing added, now that I know how to do that). ORPHAN ENVY When I was eight, I was in a play. The local Girl’s Club (like the “Y” without the yucky boys) offered afterschool classes, and I signed up for Drama.  Good thing …

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Jealousy

I’m jealous of my husband. Not jealous OVER my husband. Although I guess I would if he had a girlfriend. I guess. Maybe I would. I definitely would. Eventually. And I’m not jealous because he’s a MAN. No, I never wanted to be a man. As Elaine Benes said, “I don’t know how you guys …

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I’ve Sent In My Entry Fee

All this week, NPR ran a series about privacy in the digital age. Everyone knows everything about me. And most of this is voluntary. I post my birthday on Facebook, my favorite movies on Rotten Tomatoes, my shoe size on Zappo’s. Amazon not only knows what I like to read, it tracks what toys I …

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Bye-Bye

I’ve said before that I can’t park. Parallel is ridiculous. Good thing I didn’t have to demonstrate to get my license. But the only place where I must parallel park is my Yoga class.  But I’ve worked it out. I wait by the fire hydrant for the previous class to get out. I wait for …

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Feed A Cold

So I lasted three days before I jumped off the bandwagon of my own advice. Number One on my Advice List (Know-It-All) from just a few days ago was to ALWAYS say you feel pretty good when someone asks you how you are. No casual acquaintance really wants details on your phlegm. Right after I wrote …

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Know-It-All

Being the Smartypants that I am, I can’t help offering my helpful help. I have a vast amount of knowledge. Okay. A vast amount of opinions. And I am just bursting to share them. Some of my advice is based on actual experience. And some of my advice is based on no experience at all. …

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Interviewing Skills

I graduated from high school in June of 1969. I graduated from college in December of 1974. No ‘four years and out’ for me. I liked college. I took my time. I had no idea what I wanted to study, so I tried it all. I started in Nursing and ended up in English.  I …

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