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Nancy Roman

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Not So Scary

I went to Zumba this week – how I love to dance away a few calories – although I probably need to Zumba about fifteen hours a day for the next month to make an impact on Christmas cookies. The class is conducted as a separate entity inside a very nice and busy workout gym. …

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O Christmas Pan!

Time for Christmas reruns… Here’s my favorite Christmas story. To my husband’s chagrin, I tell it often.   O CHRISTMAS PAN!   I met my husband in November 1989. By Christmas, we were pretty much living together.  We weren’t kids – he was in his forties and I was thirty-eight. So we didn’t see much …

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Teeny Tiny Joys

This is a tough time for old hippies like me. We joined the establishment decades ago, but tried throughout to keep our values intact. We’ve championed the needs of the poor and the powerless, worked to protect human rights and preserve the environment, protested war and corruption – all while also trying to support our …

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Best Christmas Ever

My novel, JUST WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED, is completely fiction. Almost. In the book, Cynthia (the main character) listens to her sister Angela’s remembrance of one long-ago Christmas. Out of 92,000 words, this little anecdote – less than 800 words – is the one little bit of truth. A not-so-fictionalized account of the Christmas when …

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O Christmas Pan!

Time for Christmas reruns…. Here’s my favorite Christmas story. To my husband’s chagrin, I tell it often.   O CHRISTMAS PAN! I met my husband in November 1989. By Christmas we were pretty much living together.  We weren’t kids – he was in his forties and I was thirty-eight. So we didn’t see much sense …

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As The Shoppers Rush Home With Their Treasures

Christmas Shopping Time! It is probably no surprise to anyone that I am a very good shopper. I recognized this talent while I was still very young.  And I was reminded of it when an old friend from the neighborhood posted a memory on Facebook of a factory outlet store that I did not even …

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Fragrant

I don’t really have a bucket list.  Although I have written about NOT having one. But of course, there are things that have been floating around in my brain that I know I’d like to do someday.  And also of course, I’d like to do them before I die, since I think it would be …

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It Lingers Still

Ah, Christmas is so wonderful.  You just want it to go on and on. And it does. Picking up after Christmas can take you right into February. Four years ago, I convinced my husband that we should buy an artificial pre-lit tree. He loves real trees. He was not enthused. But I convinced him that …

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The Evil Trickster

After twenty-two years of loyal service, our precious scale died just before Christmas.  It stayed the loving companion to the end – expiring with the sweetest gesture a scale has ever delivered.  With its last dying breath, it said I weighed 87 pounds. My husband buried it in the cellar – because he can’t throw …

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I Hope He Kept The Receipt

My husband and I are having the BEST disagreement EVER! My sweet and exasperating husband has a tendency to go a little overboard sometimes.  Which drives me crazy when it is dicing vegetables or watering the plants. When it is buying me presents – well –  I can tolerate it. This year he outdid himself.  …

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