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Serial entrepreneur, loves great wine, good food, loyal friends, happy family and tech toys.
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My Goals for This Week
Well I’m flying back to Connecticut tomorrow on business. Here are my goals for the week: 1. I will not complain to the Jet Blue person that the system lost my flight information only to realize I’m flying United 2. … Read More ›
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Drama in the ER
I have a theory that the only reason married men stay alive is because their wives force them to eat healthy, exercise and visit the doctor when something appears to be wrong. A perfect example is my husband Bob, who… Read More ›
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Wax kit for sale – cheap.
Well, I just tried to give myself my first bikini wax. I am now covered in pink sticky wax. It is everywhere – my desk, my hands, the microwave, my underwear, my leg, my pants, the garbage can and quite… Read More ›
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How to manage a perimenopausal wife
Kelly: Why do you breathe so loud? What is wrong with you! You don’t hear me breathing that loud – now stop it!! Bob: <lean to the left> Kelly: Get out of my space! You have the whole couch, why… Read More ›
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Botox Conversations
“Bob, I’m getting Botox.” “Why?” “For these two lines between my eyebrows.” “I wouldn’t worry about those, you can hardly see them. I’d worry about all those lines on your forehead.” “….<blink>….” “….<blink>….” “Are you trying to figure out how… Read More ›
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Why Bob is a saint, reason #433
“Bob. I just wrapped another present for you and put it under the tree.” “Another present?” “Yes, I think you should know I’m buying you lots and lots of presents. Lots.” …“How many is ‘lots’?” “Tons.” “How much money are… Read More ›
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The Story of My Thanksgiving
By popular demand, I am publishing the letter I sent to my friends the day after Thanksgiving: The joke each Thanksgiving is that I assign a dish to everyone in the family except my bachelor brother, who is in charge… Read More ›
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The Joys of Travel
I don’t care if I did get upgraded to a suite. It is still a Courtyard Marriott and the guy in the room next door is snoring like nobody’s business. At 1 a.m. I finally snapped, called his room, yelled… Read More ›
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Amie on the Potty
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Confused in Connecticut
Turning in my rental car today the guy looks at my contract. “Ma’am do you know where you are?” “Yes, of course. I’m in Rhode Island.” “Uh, Ma’am, actually you are in Connecticut.” “Oh yes, I knew that. I was… Read More ›
