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Articles by: Georgia Richardson

Clothes Hound, Bound, and Down…Under

Baby Boomers were born between the years 1946-1964 and I\’m happy to be a part of this wonderful generation. After all, we had great music, great heroes, and great clothes. But that was then—and this is now. There seems to be a large number of boomers who refuse to leave their youth behind and gracefully […]

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And then there was one; OUCH!

My home has been invaded. Oh, not by creepy spiders, or cheese-eating mice. Not by ants, roaches, or wooly worms. Worse. It\’s been invaded by ONE mosquito with the landing gear of a Boeing 747. This ONE mosquito is deadlier than a hungry 8-foot grizzly bear at a Southern family reunion, which we all know […]

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Got My Going Britches On

My granny use to say to me, “Girl, you’ve got your going britches on!” Seems I was constantly begging to GO somewhere. I wanted to move, to go, or to do…something. Anything. I was never satisfied to just BE. Many years later, (like I’m gonna tell my age?) I’m still that way. My house and […]

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When the Rubber Meets the Toad

Yesterday I got a call from my precious daughter-in-law. Seems the family purchased an oversized kiddy pool for my grandbeauties. I was elated! After all, my grandchildren were already showing signs of being the next Olympic hopefuls with their nightly bathtub aerobics, so naturally, the next step would be for “Gan Maw” to show the […]

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It\’s Hard Being Me

Achew! ‘Cuse me. Seems that even Queens get the flu. However; being the martyr I am, (insert heavy sigh) I broke down and traveled to the grocery store on Saturday. Even people on their deathbeds gotta eat, right? I applied no makeup as that would have required strength, and wore raggedy clothes because they were […]

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I.R.Less

There was a time when I looked forward to Spring. The flowers, the fresh air, the refund check I would ultimately get and spend a hundred different ways before it ever reached me. Sigh—now I know what people mean when they refer to the “good old days.” I can\’t remember the last time I got […]

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Walk a Mile in My Shoes

It finally happened, folks. I got the midlife wake-up call from my body. I figured that once the elastic broke and the duct tape gave way, it was time. Every day, here I go; walk, walk, walk; three miles. Why me? I have wondered. I have four tiny sisters and although I\’ve signed them all […]

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This is a Test

This is a test of your emergency Valentine Heart-O-Meter. This is not a real emergency. If it had been a real emergency, you would have been instructed to send me a 5 lb box of Godiva chocolates. (Feel free to act on this, though) Nope, it\’s not a REAL emergency, but then again, maybe it […]

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I Wanna DO-over

After last month\’s reflectiveNESS, I\’m so ready. I want a “Do-Over,” henceforth and forevermore called a “DO.” I\’m tired, my body is tired, and my hair-do expired somewhere around 2003. Why is it so hard for our hairdressers, or stylist, to be follictically correct (get it? mahahah…I so clever), to understand that all we want […]

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Celebrations and Ruminations

December is such a reflective month. As the year end closes around me, I find myself daydreaming more and pondering on the events of the past 12 months. Mulling everything over; chewing the cud, meditating, rumin–okay, okay, enough beating of the dead horse. I did find out you can be bad all year and still […]

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