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Fall is the perfect time for sitting, pondering and reflecting, particularly in front of a fire.

The husband got a one-two punch from COVID-19 and lost his sense of taste and smell. Just like that. Astounding.

It took me two days to watch a documentary that was an hour and 15 minutes long. "School of Housewives" was slow, but good.

After returning from the state fair, I'm not sure if I should pop into a Catholic Church and make a confession or create an online account for Weight Watchers.


I have often seen people in large groups wearing shirts emblazoned with the name of their family reunion and wondered what possessed them to draw such attention to themselves. A few weekends ago, I became one of those people.

We were having breakfast with some of the grands when one asked if she could have my chicken when I die.

Three of the grands painted a birdhouse that looks like a beach house on the Florida coast — hot pink with a teal roof.