Susan Dromey Heeter, a writer from Dover, recently let her hair go au natural white. Besides writing Joyful Musings for InDepthNH.org. Dromey Heeter is a secondary Spanish Teacher at Spaulding High School in Rochester and the mother of two teenage daughters. Writing has been her passion since her English majoring days at the University of Massachusetts in Amherst. Dromey Heeter has lived in The Netherlands, Alaska and currently basks in all things New England, including the frigid winters. An avid swimmer, Dromey Heeter’s great passion is to bring back body surfing as most children have no idea how to ride waves without ridiculous boogie boards. She also writes about thrift shopping and all things frugal in a column called “Budget Vogue” for the New Hampshire Union Leader.Featured in Category
Decoding the Vibe – Behind the Scenes at Your Candidate’s Stump Speech
On Elizabeth Warren: I like Liz, she’s exceedingly down to earth and I admire that she wears pretty much the same thing to every event.
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Susan Dromey Heeter Makes Her Academy Award Speech in Her Car
Thank you Cali, for the traffic from Claremont to Santa Monica. No, really.
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Is Your Book Club Ready for Steven Tyler’s Groupie Scenes
Who else has read “My Life in High Heels?”
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This Dover Writer Has a Few National Emergencies of Her Own, Including Sir Luc
And what is your National Emergency, dear Joyful Musers?
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Go Red Sox! And Who Are the Patriots Playing Anyway?
What if, in some alternate universe, NBC or ABC or Sportscenter asked if I would announce the game.
Surviving January: I’ve got my skates in my car
Ping pong helps, too.
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Joy When They Come Home And Relief When They Leave
I celebrate the sweet in the notion that the sink may not be filled with so many dishes, my bank account may rise, laundry piles will not be so grand, I’ll get the remote to the tv back.
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Studying Up for the 2019 Academy Awards
Last night, I forced my two daughters to join me for Bohemian Rhapsody, had to answer their questions about Freddie Mercury.
The Good Old Days Were When?
I hope, as I age, I do not look back and remark, “Oh, those were the good old days.”
Ending 2018 In Serious Carb Overload and Laughter in Dover
It’s glorious to sit next to her when something serious is being presented, an endless power point perhaps, a sermon.