A funny look at grocery shopping before the Super Bowl—balloons everywhere, packed aisles, Girl Scout cookies, and one forgotten item.

Learning new words as a senior sometimes happens in the most unexpected places—like discovering that your car has something called puddle lights  after 63 years of driving. When backing out of our carport, I smashed the car mirror into the post. The mirror dangled from the casing by a wire. I was able to snap it back into place, and it seemed to work just fine. But upon closer inspection, Hubby announced that I had broken the puddle light . Puddle light? I’ve been driving for