Renee Fisher, writer extraordinaire for “Life In The Boomer Lane” shares a very interesting story on her website! Renee has been writing about “Boomers” for many years. The team at the Sarasota Post thought that this story certainly holds true for Sarasota-Bradenton and the entire state of Florida. Here is her story.
Life in the Boomer Lane is absolutely sure that National Geographic was not influenced in any way whatsoever by national events when they showcased their cover article in this month’s edition. “Why We Lie,” according to NatGeo, explores the “science behind our complicated relationship with the truth.”
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Welcome to our new version 3.0 of The Sarasota Post. It has been in development for 6 months! Congratulations to website developer Shelby Hartshorn who put hours and hours into this project with the support and guidance of developer extraordinaire, James Danny Newton. James is the best of the best.
Life in the Boomer Lane (Renee Fisher) has been preparing for this day for her entire life. She’s forgotten a lot of what has happened to her over the last 70 years, and some of that is a good thing. A lot of life decisions she has made were good ones. Some, not so good. Some items, she’d like to have a re-do. She won’t mention any names here, Steve.
Pew is at it again. They have taken a break from all of their published research on the fallout of our presidential election and on current political trends, in order to focus on what really matters to people: online dating. This will have two benefits: First, it will, unlike politics, bring people together. Second, it will provide unlikely fodder for POTUS’ all night Tweet extravaganzas.
Life in the Boomer Lane is in Charleston, where Youngest Child and Daughter-in-Law have just produced their first child, after a mere 36-hour labor. DIL is a yoga and natural food devotee and so was the perfect subject for the doula’s attempt to place her body in more positions than are contained in the Kama Sutra, in an attempt to eject Beloved Offspring. At one point, the doula asked DIL to place her ankle on YC’s shoulder. She asked if DIL could do that. DIL answered, “Yes. How else do you think I got into this mess?”
For those of you who look back and see 2016 as a year that felt like a trip through a scary haunted house in which, after you have narrowly avoided death at every turn, the monster waits until you are just outside and then, when you think you are home free, he catches up with you and spits in your face and rips your eyeballs out and then eats you, take heart. Life in the Boomer Lane has evidence that other ’16s were maybe just a little bit worse.