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Landscaping by Buffy

My late husband had a quaint, but critical saying that he occasionally aimed in my direction. When he saw me tackling some project and only doing a half-a**ed job at it, he would look at it and say, “That looks like Buffy did it.” Well, the ever-incompetent Buffy is alive and well in me and […]

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Supersize me . . . I’m a widow

Humor, Memoir, Retirement, widow / Anne Spry

After my husband died, eating a meal at home changed from a pleasant occasion to a little house of chagrin and horror. It morphed from being balanced nutrition, with at least one veggie and lots of conversation, into a lonely, tasteless thing you only do because you’re supposed to. Thanks to that new life change

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