Dear Annie: My husband and I enjoy getting together with a group of friends every couple of months.
Dear Annie: My brother-in-law, “Ted,” and his wife decided to call it quits over the holidays after being together since high school (about 25 years).
Dear Annie: Many years ago, my cat-loving sister clipped out an Ann Landers column called “How to Give Your Cat a Pill.”
My wife and I have been married for many years. She was and is my business partner and a great businesswoman. We would not be where we are today without her business acumen, drive and determination.
Dear Annie: I live in a neighborhood with two non-state-maintained roads. One is a long, straight, steep hill with about 20 residences. My neighbor “Sally” lives in the middle of the hill. She lets her pets roam free in her yard and has toddler grandchildren.
I have been at my job for almost 12 years. About three years ago, I met a girl who had recently started working there.
Dear Annie: I go to school and often see some of my classmates who are considered “popular” teasing my classmates and friends.
My wife has been guarding her phone since I found out she had been texting a guy she first claimed was a childhood friend.
Dear Annie: I have been overweight my entire life. Because of a diabetes scare a couple of years ago, I lost 50 pounds, primarily through running and modifying my diet.
Dear Annie: My husband of over 30 years is a great person, successful and well-educated. I love him dearly except for one annoying thing. He draws on people’s photos in magazines and newspapers.
“Lisa,” a friend with whom I went to high school, got rhinoplasty — aka a nose job — between high school and college. I’m writing to you about a disagreement that’s come up between her and me recently.
Dear Annie: Next month, I’m moving into an apartment that’s smaller than my current one. So in the meantime, I’ve been going through all of my stuff, trying to purge anything I don’t use.
Dear Annie: I’m planning my birthday party. I’m renting out a room in a beautiful bar/event space downtown. I’ve got about 15 friends coming. Recently, in passing, I mentioned to one of my friends that I had ordered a cake from a bakery for the occasion. She said, “You’re getting your own cake? You shouldn’t do that! That’s sad!”
Dear Annie: My husband and I have been married for seven years. Having both been married and divorced before, we committed and agreed before we married that the words “separation” and “divorce” would never be discussed in our future.
Dear Annie: I have a dear friend who lives nearby, but for some reason, he will not contact me.
Dear Annie: I’m an old guy with some advice for other older people in the workforce.
Dear Annie: I have been married for one year to a classmate whom I reconnected with at our 50th high school class reunion. While he was courting me, he seemed perfect.
I am always fascinated to hear diametrically opposed yet equally valid viewpoints. Such was the case with the following two letters, which appeared in my inbox on the same day in response to “Undecided in Ohio,” who isn’t sure whether she wants kids. Read on. ...
Dear Annie: My husband and I have four young children. Generally, our children are well-behaved; however, sometimes they don’t listen to me or my husband.
Dear Annie: During the past year, I have had some health issues that have required that I stay in a hospital and then a nursing facility for several months.
Dear Annie: I have a problem with my brother, “Josh.” Josh seems to want to cut me and our mom out of his life.
Dear Annie: OK, I realize there are innumerable insurmountable, earth-shaking universal problems in our world.
Dear Annie: You recently wrote that an adult daughter was wrong to discard her mother’s pantry food without asking her first — even food that had expired.
A couple of years ago, when I was starting a business, a friend put me in touch with her friend “Margaret,” who had just started her own boutique marketing and public relations firm.
Dear Annie: I was recently shopping in a department store, when I heard the very loud screams of a child. Because the screaming was so abnormal, I wanted to seek the child out to see what was causing it.
Dear Annie: I read your column daily, but this is my first time writing to you.
Dear Annie: Next month, I will be moving into my boyfriend’s apartment, which he shares with two other guys.
Dear Annie: I need advice regarding a recent nanny experience.
Dear Annie: I’m writing about my 53-year-old stepson, “Sam.” I helped to raise Sam starting when he was 11.
Dear Annie: I’m worried that my boyfriend is abusing his prescription drugs.
Dear Annie: I’m not writing in about any problem you can solve. This letter is about a much bigger problem — namely, the state of the world today.
I have been trying to decipher my recent bad feelings toward a friend who is much wealthier than I am.
Dear Annie: It’s important to have etiquette on the phone, no matter to whom you are speaking.
Dear Annie: My best friend’s 20-something-year-old stepdaughter, “Tina,” unsuccessfully attempted to seduce my husband of 25 years, “Brad.”
Dear Annie: As a college student with no job, I made the foolish decision to sign a lease with a friend to move in together.
Dear Annie: I am seeking some advice. I have a disability, and my place of employment is discriminating against me based on that disability.
Dear Annie: I am married to a man with two children from a previous marriage.
Dear Annie: I hope you can offer a solution to my dilemma.
Dear Annie: My family (my husband, our young kids and I) vacations with two other families once or twice a year.
A man who extends his hand demanding a handshake is presumptuous and arrogant.
Dear Annie: I know I am stuck in the “old ways,” but I am trying to adapt to changing times. It is becoming very common for couples to live together before marriage.
Dear Annie: I have a friend, “Rosie,” who kicked me out to the curb (metaphorically speaking) when her sister moved into her mobile home park.
Dear Annie: My granddaughter, “Melanie,” thinks that she has a half-sister 24 years younger.
Dear Annie: I recently turned 27 and feel as if life is just passing me by. I try so many different things to find career opportunities anwd to meet other people but nothing leads to anything, and I am always stuck back at square one.
Dear Annie: On a yearly basis, my employer recognizes employees who have dedicated 10, 15, 20, etc. years of service as well as individuals who are retiring.
Dear Annie: My husband and I are in our 70s, and he is experiencing depression from lack of contact with his children.
Dear Annie: My husband and I are in our early 60s, married for 40-plus years.
Dear Annie: A few months ago, I signed a lease on a house with my friend “Bob.”
Dear Annie: My wife and I have been married for several years. “Cindy” seemed to be “the one” — someone who completed my life and truly loved me.
Dear Annie: I’m an attractive, well-educated, mature woman.