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Goodbye, Ma’am. We will miss you. With 70 years of service, a stabilizing force in an ever-changing world, you defined an era.
My colleague reluctantly moved to a new city to be closer to her daughter. She is shy and worriedly asked, “where can I meet friends?”
Oh Freya, how we loved you. Named after the Norse Goddess of beauty and love, you were 1,300 pounds of blubber, a chubby maiden of the sea, with all your sea mammal splendor and plus-size personality.
The British are coming! Yes, it is that time of year again! Would like some chips? No, not potato chips! I mean delicious French fries that are perfect with battered cod, which is a staple in all pubs in Great Britain. The annual British Pub Night and Fundraiser is a fine time for those of us who want to enjoy a wonderful meal, plus Old English entertainment. But first, let’s get in the “British mood.”
Labor Day is coming, and August will soon be in our rear-view mirror. This is the one holiday to celebrate and honor the hard work that we all do. Every single day.
I went purse shopping. Yes, my eyes have been opened because I have seen the Purse Promise Land.
What would you do if you saw a brown object the size of a Frisbee moving across the road?
A colleague of mine just came back from a romantic trip to Italy and France with a new lady friend. I boldly asked him if he fell in love. He replied, “What is love?”
There are three phrases that let us know that summer is officially here. “There’s nothing to do.” “I’m bored.” “It’s too hot to do anything.”
Oh Alexa, how did we ever manage without you? “I am not certain of this and have no opinion,” Alexa replies dryly. OK, Alexa, please speak to me in my mother’s voice and give me the weather report. “Judy, it is sunny today with a high of 95 degrees. Wear sunshade.” Thanks Mom, I needed that.
Roe versus Wade. Three little words. Millions of opinions, celebrations, protests, anguish, and jubilation. We have entered a new era, like it or not. Maybe our views, pro or con on the ruling don’t matter as much as our actions, especially in the days ahead.
Shortages. Our new reality. If we could only figure out what is next to be delayed, out of stock or unavailable, it might help us plan our lives. Instead, we have entered the chaotic world of “uncertainty.”
What do you have in common with a goldfish? Evidently more than you could ever imagine. Scientists now claim that the average adult’s attention span is eight seconds. A goldfish? Nine seconds.
Has anyone seen Manuel? Is he in quarantine? Come out, Manuel. We are worried.
It’s been too hot. Have you been outside lately? The entire State is an inferno. This unrelenting heat has given new meaning to the term “hot flashes.”