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Nancy Roman

Category Archives: Humor

Humbled

We human beings are so egocentric. By this I mean that I am a human being. And egocentric. But once in a while we get a strong dose of reality. By this I mean that once in a while I realize that I’m not quite as magnificent as I usually believe myself to be. Oh, …

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Easter Clothes

Just now, I was pushing little stickpins of cloves into the ham for Easter dinner, and a very old memory came back. It’s funny how an aroma can trigger your brain and suddenly you are back in time – about 60 years this time. Just a little Easter story: When I was about six, my …

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The Things She Carried

On Sunday, we went to dinner at our favorite restaurant. This used to be our favorite dive – literally a cellar with a raucous bar and tables that wobbled and peanut shells on the floor. But the owner built a new nicer facility, and so now the food is stll good and there are still …

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Looking Like Myself While Searching for Myself

Lately I have been bombarded on Instagram with ads for apps to photoshop my selfies. I love selfies. I admit it. Although I will also admit that I like them much much better when I look nice. One day late last summer we took the dog to the beach, and he was so adorable. I …

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Wearing My Heart On My Sleeve

This morning a nice friend I’m just getting to know was discussing her mother. It seems her mother was a tennis instructor for many years. She’s now retired and neither teaches tennis nor even plays any longer. However, she still wears her tennis outfits. Not once in a while – but extremely often. Like all …

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The 40% Rule

When I was in college, I had a 40% rule. I was in college for a very long time. I liked school. I changed my major a few times both because I was interested in everything and also to make it last longer.  I took extra courses. When my parents finally told me they had …

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Hours Of Free Entertainment!

Or minutes. Whatever. Would you really pooh-pooh a few minutes of fun because it doesn’t last longer? Which reminds me of a story. Thirty years ago I was in a relationship with a nice, but melancholy, man. One day we kept his 10-year-old son out of school, and we all played hookey together. We went …

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The Non-Complaint Department

I overheard the most ordinary – yet extraordinary – conversation yesterday. Two friends were catching up after our Yoga class. One had just returned from visiting her son and grandchildren. “I see my grandchildren so much more than I ever thought I would,” the woman said. “It’s such an easy trip. Bradley [our Connecticut airport] is …

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Sending The Right Message

Yesterday, when I was driving home from the supermarket, ahead of me was one of those big, fancy pickup trucks. As the light turned red, I came up close on his tail, and I saw that he had a decal on the back window of his cab. This was no normal decal – no Praise …

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Just A Second

There’s an old joke:  The definition of a split second is the interval between when the light turns green and when the guy behind you honks his horn. We all know we’ve been there too….both as the honker and the honkee. But I’d like to suggest – as part of my Year Of Kindness – …

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