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MOAR Champers, Darling?
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At 5'11'’, with a 36'’ inseam, I envy you. But I am more than happy to get things off of high shelves for you.

Dear Anna,

Just pick a town or two and go to Zillow. I’d avoid Ruidoso, it’s very tourist oriented and doesn’t hold a positive vibe. But housing is batshit cheap. You can’t beat the weather either, compared to Massachusetts.

Yay, Burque peeps! I mentioned earlier that my husband was born and raised in Gallup (save your side eye, he worked for the Dine after college and then for years prior to retirement). Once I moved here, I couldn’t understand how he stayed away so long.

I am your neighbor. A MFA is not a requirement to become a published writer. Why not submit to the Weekly Alibi or the local blogs? Heck, start your own blog! I would love to read about your upbringing and your culture.

Oh, fer Godsakes, KAREN FUCKING ALLEN!!!!!

The problem is that there is very little left to the imagination. Never good unless culturally appropriate.

Fine talk from a website that last night featured a “Warbys merges with Arbys” ad every six lines. We understand you need to make money, just don’t prostitute yourselves. It’s not a good look.

I had a friend who was Hot. So Hot. She confessed to me (like it was a bad thing) that she had lost the amount of weight you are talking about. She resented every compliment she received because she felt they wouldn’t have been made when she was heavier.

Welcome to the best decade of womanhood. Congrats for having a partner who appreciates what you are becoming. Mid-30's for us females is (I hear) like being a 14-year old boy. It’s fucking awesome.

I made the Horrible No Good Decision to quit my Celexa after having hand surgery and being on big pain meds. It all made so much sense. Kick the antidepressants, which I figured I didn’t need anymore because I had retired, and the pain meds would facilitate the withdrawal.

Becoming 65 in six months, he’s 76. We’ve been together for twenty years. It’s been 15 years since we’ve had sex of any kind. He has a back injury, all the arthritis that an ex-football player can get, and more. He’s my best friend, who I bicker with constantly. I rely on antidepressants, weed, and porn.

Amen.

You have an excellent point. I would happily shower that puppy with kisses and rubs. Pls don’t tell my Baby Cat.

I like when they tell me I need to do “something” because I get sick so much. Really? I’ve got more energy and stamina than you, and I look 10 years younger than you. Bitches.

I have walked in your shoes and am so happy for you. Finding out that sex can be enjoyed is such a revelation after you’ve been in a bad situation. Bonus points for reining yourself in and being thoughtful about who you hook up with.

You are a model of self-discipline. I’m planning a trip to see family in Medford, OR and all I can think of is getting pizza at Vinny’s.

From November through January, I get everything that is flowing through my personal universe. I have “friends” who actually complain about it, because we always end up canceling plans. It’s been that way since I was in my 20's and now I’m in my 60's. Some years are scary, some just involve lots of tissues (I stock up

A quick glance at the weather for the area shows that humidity hovers in the upper 60% range while temps are in the 70's and 80's. Carrying around 10 lbs. wrapped in heavy plastic strapped to your back in that weather would SUCK.

Well, that’s two of us.