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I groused about the driver configuration in my stick shift element until son went out and bought me a city friendly automatic mini. It’s cool! Parks in my driveway with several feet left over. Stupid easy to drive although I periodically jam down my left foot on the nonexistent clutch. To be honest, it’s a perfect city car. And yes, I reimbursed him.

It's a pittance of other money we piss away without a second thought. I DO take advantage of senior discount.

Have you answered your own question?

Word. Monday, son had to drive two sprogs 3 hours to camp (SF to Pollock Pines), and return by 3pm to take third kid to debate camp in Palo Alto (blazer, pencil skirt, collared shirt required). Summer fun parenting two age groups.

Perfect for the Bay Area’s June Gloom.

A remarkable woman, a life well lived. You and she were fortunate to have had each other. Savor your memories.

Your experiences at the Acropolis sent me into a deep depression as I recalled our visits with our then pre-teen son. We waltzed onto the Acropolis at our convenience, often returning after dinner to enjoy its moonlit magic, spur of the moment visits to museums throughout Athens and Crete, Florence's Uffizi and Pitti, a dozen Roman sites including the Vatican museums, all without need much less thought of reservations. And even then, seasoned travelers taunted us with stories of old days when travel was so much easier!

Ramps available at "corner store", $39/lb. On way out of store, I encountered a man with a bunch in his hand. He was showing and trying to explain them to a young butcher. I quipped that I wanted to go home with HIM. He was delighted, telling the butcher, "See? SOME people understand them!"

Do you drive? I drive between 5 and 10 miles a week. Else, on foot.

It all depends on one's criteria. Since it is a town car, and parking in SF is essentially a figment of one's imagination, length was my determinant. Current car (Honda Element) = 170" Mini = 155" Madza3 = 175" to 184" Those 20 someodd inches usually mean finding a spot or cruising the neighborhood for hours.

Son is giving me “driving” lessons in my new Mini. One would think that switching from 4 on the floor to automatic would be a no brainer but a hundred button and screen options are a lot more complicated than a clutch, brake and gas. And replacing a key with witchcraft and Simon Says!! Half a century of driving a manual dies hard.

Reminds me of the similar pan our son bought for the country, on which he put an unremovable label that read, "This pan for EGGS ONLY!" Enjoy!

Maybe Wuthering Heights is a young woman’s book. The angst of love deemed “unsuitable”. A fascination with the exotic. Every girl’s fantasy. I read it in 11th grade English.

Cheer up, knowing that as you age, your nails get tougher. (Of course, everything else may go to hell.)

I have 3 sizes pliers in my kitchen drawer, from needle nose to mini-wrench, also a single-edge razor blade.. Nice nails need protection.