Suprise Me

Beep, Beep! by
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(41 Stories)

Prompted By Learning to Drive

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Fish Story by
25
(26 Stories)

Prompted By Pets

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Written in response to
My excuse is that I was five or six years old.
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One Singular Sensation by
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(359 Stories)

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Shortly after we married, in the mid-70s, we had a lot of friends living in New York City and we’d visit often, driving in, staying on the pullout sofa with Paul and Beth. Jeffrey and Susan, residents to this day, always had a pulse on what was au courant. In 1975 they told us about this…
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Grandma and the Mean Girl Dolls by
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(298 Stories)

Prompted By Bullying

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I hoped my granddaughter and her peers would embrace the importance of sisterhood before the Mean Girl games of middle school took over.
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Let the Guilt Go by
200
(302 Stories)

Prompted By Guilty Pleasures

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Hidden books, '70s television shows, and Words With Friends have all been guilty pleasures for me.
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An Ode to Surrogate Mothers by
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Prompted By Generation Gap

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“Don’t trust anyone over 30!” I remember the phrase well, but somehow, though I did some eye-rolling back in the day at things my parents said, I never embraced the philosophy. My parents were the babies of their respective families and were 39 when I was born. I am the youngest in a large generation…
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Giving Credit Where Credit Is Due by
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Prompted By Gratitude

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…I am not thankful as much for them as I am to them…
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Photomaton by
50
(90 Stories)

Prompted By Photo Booths

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One of my all-time favorite movies, Amelie, has a lot going for it…the enchanting Audrey Tatou, dozens of evocative Paris locations—particularly Montmartre—and the iconic Photomaton…a photo booth, the photo booth I borrowed and tweaked for our featured image. As part of the plot line, Amelie (Tatou) pursues an eccentric and mysterious man who collects discarded…
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He Was the Egg Man by
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He bought us ice cream and pretended to scold us when we stuck out our tongues to lick our cones. When we sat next to him with food on our plates, he'd look surprised and point at something behind us. We'd turn around to look, and he'd have taken a bite of our sandwich. His big blue eyes gave nothing away--he was innocent!
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Room & Board by
25
(28 Stories)

Prompted By Retirement

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“Musicians don’t retire; they stop when there's no more music in them”                                                                                                  Louis  Armstrong
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