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Because it’s fun, that’s why.

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I’d be happier with changing one hundred things instead of just one at this point in my life.

Chubby thighs. Menopausal belly. Eyes that need reading glasses. A blown knee. They all drive me crazy, but if I only get to pick one…

I want my young feet back. Not these 60 year old hooves that ache with literally every step due to bunion damage. Finding comfortable shoes is a complete horror show if I don’t want to your wear grandmas orthotics… which I don’t. I may be 60, but I’m a rather young 60 and still care about style. Even if it’s only sneakers and boots.

I long for the feet of my 20’s, 30’s and 40’s when I could wear whatever I wanted.. pain free. Things started going south in my 50’s, but now that I’ve turned 60 I look down at my crooked toes and cringe.

Feet.

I want young feet.

How about you?

What body part do you want to change.

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You’re here.

It’s required.

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We used to have a big, beautiful, fat and fluffy white cat.

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He was a long haired Japanese bob tail Manx that I let the neighborhood children name when we lived in North Carolina.

They were sweet kids, if not terribly original… hence the name Mr. White.

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Mr, White made the move back to Maine with us and lived a very long (24 years!) and happy life. He’s buried under a tree on our property and thanks to my mother…who loved to brush him and keep his coat silky smooth… parts of him are still with us.

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Yes, I know it’s bizarre… but the coffee table drawer in our living room that holds Lord Dudley Mountcatten’s leash and toys also contains balls of Mr White’s fur rolled into balls by my mother.

It was a running joke that he shed so much fur she could make a pillow with it one day. Or a blanket. Or a hat.

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Clearly she was on to something.

I know I should toss those old fur balls. It’s not like I’m going to knit cat hair socks or a scarf, but for some reason I just can’t bring myself to do it. Weird as it is, they make me smile.

How about you…

What weird thing can’t you bring yourself to throw out?

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I don’t care if you want to, just do it.

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I could be saccharine sweet and say my husband, and while that’s true… I’ll add a few others to round out the day.

Tea. I’m not a coffee drinker, so those lovely little leaves are my go to pick me up.

A good book. I’m like Dustin Hoffman in Rain Man, if I’m not reading? I’m twitching.

Green. Be it trees and grass in season or indoor houseplants in winter, I’ve got to see some green.

How about you?

What can’t you do without..

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Because it beats working, that’s why.

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I recently read this book.

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It was a little too Jurassic Park adjacent for me, but the scientific basis for the novel is valid and quite terrifying.

The Colossal Biosciences https://colossal.com/ company really is five years away from de-extincting a wooly mammoth and the ethical can of worms that opens will be epic. When that process is nailed down? It would theoretically be possible to resurrect Neanderthals as well. A race of hominid that was taller and stronger than us, with a larger brain, better hearing, better sight, an inability to feel empathy and a propensity for violence. Forget the AI robots destroying us, the Neanderthals will do it for then.

On that cheerful note, my last Google search was for the Indricotherium.

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A giant hornless rhino that lived in the Eocene Epoch, 56 to 33 million years ago.

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He weighed 15 to 20 tons and stood 24 foot tall.

Yes, once a dinosaur geek, always a dinosaur geek.

So what’s the last thing you were searching for?

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You know the drill…

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And by weird, I mean odd but endearing.

If you have webbed toes or extra appendages please keep that information to yourself.

I’ll start –

I can’t blink or close my left eye separately.

I can close both of them together, sleeping would be a challenge otherwise… and Lord knows I can roll them at my husband when he brings home another piece of yard sale crap…. but I can’t independently close my left one. Never have, never will.

Now you.

What weird thing don’t we know about you?

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It won’t take long.

And you are already here.

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I think it was 1976…

Kean College, New Jersey.

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I told my parents I was at a sleepover with my girlfriend, but we really hitched a ride with her older brother who had extra tickets.

Bruce… and The E Street Band.

The Born To Run tour.

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It was early days and Bruce was just starting to make a name for himself. The venue was small but Clarence was in fine form and I loved every minute of it. (Having a crush on my friend’s older brother may or may not have had something to do with my enthusiasm.) It was a short concert by today’s standards… but I’m a Jersey girl born and bred.

It was epic to a 13 year old.

And it’s still my favorite Bruce Springsteen album. Thunder Road. Jungleland. Tenth Avenue Freeze-out….

It doesn’t get better than that.

How about you? Share your first concert experience with us…

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This one will be fun.

I promise!

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I love it.

This one is right in my wheelhouse.

I’ll start….

Wind In The Pillows. (as someone married to a baked bean lover I am well acquainted with this phenomenon)

Rodeo and Juliet. (ride ‘em cowboy takes on a whole new meaning here)

Gone With The Wine. (wine, it’s always gone too soon)

Lord Of The Pies. (if there’s a lady of the pies, I humbly volunteer)

Of Lice And Men. (eww, but I had to)

The Lizard Of Oz. ( I think that’s Jim Morrison)

To Pill A Mockingbird. (I’ve pilled cats, can’t imagine birds are any easier)

A Tale Of Two Titties. ( sorry, I couldn’t resist)

The Old Man And The Pee. ( if you know, you know)

Little Souse On The Prairie (if I lived on the prairie back then I’d be soused too)

Silence of the Hams. (with pineapple and brown sugar please)

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I could keep going, but I’ll leave some for you.

Dazzle me!

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You know you want to.

If you’re like me you’ve held multiple jobs in your life. Some you liked, some you hated.

So let’s have some fun by picking a profession from this 1881 list.

What would you have been doing?

Choose and defend.

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I’m going with turnip shepherd. There’s got to be a lot of down time with this career. Turnips aren’t well known for straying… so I’m imaging myself kicked back under a shade tree tending my flock with a good book and a pitcher of margaritas.

How about you…

How would you be earning a living in 1881?

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