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Not a Critic, but I Live with One in my Head by
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I’m not a second guesser. Once I decide to buy or do something, I don’t perseverate about my decision.
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Stuff Multiplies by
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Prompted By Stuff

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I definitely have an issue with stuff magically multiplying.
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Where Have All the Snow Days Gone? by
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Prompted By Snow Day

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I don’t remember snow days when I was in school. That’s because school never closed for snow or cold winter days. We had warm hats, scarves, mittens, boots, and snowsuits. Think Ralph’s little brother in A Christmas Story. And we walked to and from school. So, it’s no surprise that I pulled my three little…
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Stress and my Back Pain by
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Prompted By Stress

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Until the pandemic hit, the thing that caused me the most stress was my back pain.
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My Grand-Dogs are Not Trained by
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Prompted By Training Pets

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The moral of the tale is that it is possible to have a perfectly behaved dog — just not one trained by anyone in my family.
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Too Old for SNL Now by
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Prompted By Comedy

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I guess a show that has been on the air for 49 years has to evolve, and each generation has its own concept of what is funny.
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DMV for Seniors — A Great Idea by
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Prompted By The DMV

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Then came the part I was dreading. Where do I go to wait for my road test?
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Swearing Sid by
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Prompted By Short Fuse

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My father earned his nickname, Swearing Sid.
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Laundry Tales by
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Prompted By Laundry

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With three kids, four beds to make, and seemingly endless piles of towels to wash and dry, laundry “day” happened several times a week. Wash, dry, fold, put away was my mantra.
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From my Parents to Me to my Kids and Grandkids by
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Prompted By Prejudice

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While prejudice takes different forms in different eras, I fear it never really leaves us.
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