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Bringing humor to the many challenges of parenting, driving a gigantic SUV full of smelly boys and their friends, letting go of the idea of perfection and tackling middle age all serve as my inspiration. We all have common experiences, I just share my take on the absurdity of every... Read more

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Same Old Lang Syne

Theoretically, a new year should be filled with mystery about the great unknown for the 365 days ahead. But even with the big, blank canvas that is 2015, I realize there are some things that are just inevitable.

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  1. I am not getting younger in the coming year. I know this seems like I am stating the obvious but once you hit 50, your age is the elephant in the room all of the time. An elephant that keeps smacking you upside the head with its trunk. I no longer worry about turning into my mother, I have skipped a generation and am now my grandmother. I don’t like to drive at night, I watch Wheel of Fortune like Pat Sajak is going to pluck me out of obscurity and let me buy some vowels and I detest winter and anything cold. Well, except beer. Don’t even get me started on how long it takes to scroll down and find my birth year on an online form. My AARP discounts are small consolation as time runs roughshod over me.
  2. Lumber Liquidators will continue to email me every morning at 6 a.m. I have never Googled wood flooring, purchased wood flooring or filled out a form indicating interest in wood flooring. Yet, Lumber Liquidators sends me a little love every single day.  Maybe they know about my horribly faded, builder-grade kitchen hardwoods, which would make the emails a mission of mercy. One day this year, I may even click on one of those emails opening the floodgates for two or three emails a day or maybe even a phone call or two.
  3. Just when I get the hang of something technological, it will be obsolete. If I had a dime for every time my kids ripped the phone out of my hand and completed a function for me, I would be writing this from my new mansion on a tropical island. It literally makes my children anxious and sweaty to watch me navigate my iPhone or laptop. They have no bad habits to break, like communicating using complete words and sentences, which trip them up. It is not a level playing field. When I really want to freak them out, I threaten to go back to my Blackberry. It is power in a way…
  4. All new clothing trends are things I have worn before. Was anyone else blown away by the fact that LL Bean can’t keep duck boots in stock? I had two pair in college that I could sell on Ebay now for $450 each. This information will make me a hoarder. I am calling it right now. If duck boots can have a resurgence can OP shorts and Members Only jackets be far behind? I am unsure if this makes me fashion forward or pathetic but I am holding onto EVERYTHING just in case. #nomoregaragesales
  5. My mind is leaving me a little bit every day. You know how the days get imperceptibly longer by about a minute from late December until spring? That is much like the infinitesimal rate at which I am going insane. If you are not paying attention, it sneaks up on you. Episodes of twirling in the middle of a room unsure of your goals and direction become commonplace and harder to hide. Your memory goes, then you make to-do lists and then you forget where you put the to-do list and then you are sitting in front of the television watching BRAVO completely deflated. I am but a shadow of my formal cerebral self, yet I still have more going for me than any of the Housewives in any city.
  6. I will still procrastinate. My editor is checking her emails and refreshing her page over and over looking for this column. I did turn in an article early that one time, but that was only because I was really, really late from the month before. So I fudged a little and submitted something I had already written.  I should have put a disclaimer on that piece so I wouldn’t give anyone false hope. Fed Ex and 2-day shipping were invented for people like me because there is no minute better than the last minute to get something done.  Wait that should be a slogan for some company, somewhere. I should get right on that. Yes, I will do that tomorrow…or soon.

Even though I am a little late with my New Year’s toast (see #6) here’s to a year filled with the comfort of predictability and some surprises as well.


Reprinted from the Town Courier Newspapers

Maureen Stiles

About Maureen Stiles

Maureen is the author of the blog Magnificence in the Mundane. You can read her monthly column at The Town Courier.


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