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When I started Life in the Short Lane, I promised anyone who happened to read that I would spare them posts of the “when I lost my car keys” genre.

Words that would simultaneously evoke raucous laughter and provoke deep thought would flow as if from a faucet that could be turned on and off at will. Smart, witty people who rarely LOL would find themselves for the first time ever, ROFL. Even my mother would know what LOL and ROFL mean.

That disappointing “you had to be there” kind of letdown would not happen. And no one would have to worry that I would prattle about my childhood as if it were the singularly most important childhood to have ever been led.

Finally, I would have really good hair every day and look fabulous without makeup.

Someday, most of these things will be true.

Margo xxx ooo