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Nancy Roman

Tag Archives: Humor

When Training Backfires

When it comes to understanding women, my husband is a slow learner. For instance: He doesn’t ‘get’ hair. When we first met, more than twenty years ago, he actually thought that women liked their hair. He believed all that ‘crowning glory’ crap. He thought waist-length hair was pretty on every woman. He thought women didn’t …

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Multiple Choice

I’m all for choice. I like web sites that show you five ways to wear a white shirt. Or the top six lipsticks. Or the ten best books ever written. I can even go for the six best lipsticks to wear while reading the ten best novels. But some sites are getting a little carried …

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Flight Path

I used to fly a lot for business.  I got to be very good at it, especially when I was lucky enough to fly first class (which is a wonderfully terrible waste of money). But my current job doesn’t require any travel. And I’m basically a homebody. So that means I don’t travel much at …

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I’m Stickin’ With It

Another rerun while I play hooky… ****** I’ve heard it said that when you find a style that suits you, you should stick with it. I’m not sure who said that – it was definitely not one of my mother’s pearls – but if I had to wager a guess, I’d say: Liza Minnelli Over …

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A Quickie

So we were scrolling through the channel guide a few nights ago, looking in vain for something to watch in the 7,684 channel choices. Around channel 309, my husband says, “Wait, go back.” And of course I knew what he meant. Sex and The City 2. “You know,”  I said, “Just because the word ‘sex’ …

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My Beauty Advisor

When you’re a girly-girl, it doesn’t stop when you reach a certain age. I love makeup just as much as I did when I was twelve and bought my first Pink Cameo lipstick. Makeup holds so much promise. The next foundation might make me glow. The right eyeliner can turn me into Elizabeth Taylor (or …

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The Ultimate Youthful Accessory

When I was a little girl, my parents had good friends who had a very pretty daughter. Carolyn was about nine years older than me, and so very mysterious. My sisters were a little older than me,  but there was no mystery there – they were just slightly more obnoxious versions of me.  And they …

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Letters From Home

Lest you think my family was being mean to my mother in poking fun at her lost Frank Sinatra record, let me tell you a little story about my mother’s sense of humor … I was in college in the early 70’s.  No one had very much money, but you didn’t need much either. My …

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It’s Not Lost

Last night my husband was describing to me the best photograph he had ever taken – a monarch butterfly perched on a dewdrop on a flower.  He said that he loved that photo, because it was the most beautiful thing he had ever created. He lost track of that picture years ago, and he wondered …

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Cutting The Cheese

One of my favorite expressions is “light-hearted”. I love all that “light-hearted” conveys: happiness that lifts the heart; the weightlessness of joy. I am light-hearted. I am easily pleased and I don’t worry much. I look for the best in people, and I’m quick to see the humor in everything. It’s what I like best …

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