I always felt superior to friends who were not married.
I had read that marriages have a 50% chance of failing but I still considered mine a permanent situation.
Now I look at every couple as having one foot in the divorce court and the other on a banana peel.
In fact those unmarried women that I used to pity are in a better position than I am because they spent all this time building up careers and all seem very comfortable in their skins.
I have to re-invent myself.
I know that this particular blog is getting boring.
BUT I may be able to save it!
I just had dinner with my niece Cheryl and we decided that this summer she and I are going to Graceland.
I know my nephew, Joe and his wife offered to take me and I hope he’ll meet us there but this seems like too great to miss.
You all know how I love Elvis and I’m pretty sure he won’t rest in peace until I put a rose or a matzoh on his grave.
The blog is still boring but now I have something to look forward to after my trip with my sister.
67 and dumped 
Just remember to take plenty of peanut butter & bananas for his sammichs 🙂
I really like your blog and don’t find it boring at all. Hey, it’s never too late to get independent and comfortable in your skin!
That wasn’t boring – it’s a really interesting thing about feeling superior and having that thing taken away. When I was a kid I always thought I was so lucky to have such a caring mother, then she left me at burger king.
I never would.
OK. I just decided to read your blog from the office where I’m supposed to be making money for my company. They can wait. You are not boring. Not even a dollop of boring in your blog or tweets. You are very, very smart and witty. That’s all I wanted to say, except for the following.
As far as whathisname and crapface go, they will live a very boring life together. Trust me. I know these things. No, I am not a crapface, but I do know a few.
No you are not a crapface you are my best friend. PLUS you have taught your cat to throw up in the toilet.
Mattie, I would be honored to be your best friend. My cat, Ernie (RIP), not only knew how to throw up in the toilet, he also flushed.
I understand…
Nothing boring about this. I am all the way up to entry 72 and I only started today.
YAY!