. . . And It Broke In Record Time . . .

I wrote in November of our disappointment with product quality in general and of the available toilet seats at the 800 lb. gorilla of a big box store nearby. Nevertheless, we needed a new toilet seat, and we bought one, only realizing how really poor the quality was once we got it installed. We had…
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It’s Not Exactly Memory Foam, Now Is It?

As we advance in years, my husband and I often find ourselves complaining about how quality of the products we buy seems to have downgraded . . . and this statement is most often followed by our commiseration over how expensive everything we buy is. With that in mind, we went into our purchase of…
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Heavy Soles Had Us In Stitches

“My shoe!” I looked down at my husband’s feet, and sure enough, his shoe had spontaneously self-destructed, splitting the stitching between the sole and the body, and leaving his foot hanging out in the elements. My dismay was tied up in the timing and location (we were at his longtime physician’s retirement party, among hundreds…
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At Long Last, A Tenant

  The Monarchs are not only late, they are simply not here, apparently not there, and everyone who cares about them says they don’t seem to be anywhere. My patch of milkweed has gone through its bloom, fade, and is forming seed pods, all without the contented chewing of monarch caterpillars pruning its leaves. And…
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Darkness, Darkness

  “I wonder what they did in those days . . .” My husband was sprawled in a chair on our screen porch as the sun slid behind the trees, dimming our hopes of electricity before dark. It had stormed earlier—just an ordinary thunderstorm with heavy rain and wind— nothing to write home about, as…
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