Susan Dunlap

The current vibe.

@KeruboSk What happens when you come into your own and earn more than him? 🚩 Rooting for you.

My boyfriend and I are planning to buy a house together after dating for 3 years. He earns significantly more than I do, so he’d be contributing about 70% of the down payment. Because of that, he wants the house to be only in his name. He says it’s just “fair” based on the numbers, but we’d both be living there, splitting bills, and building a life together. I’ve been watching a lot of relationship content about equity vs equality, and it made me realize things don’t always have to be 50/50 but this feels like I’d have no security at all. He said if we ever broke up, he’d “do the right thing,” but that doesn’t really reassure me. My friends say don’t move in unless my name is on it. His friends apparently think I’m being entitled. Now I feel stuck between trusting him and protecting myself. Is this a red flag I’m trying too hard to rationalize?

Just getting around to Geddy Lee’s “My Effin’ Life” and it’s a thumbs up. Next up; Grace Slick’s “Somebody to Love.”

Stupidly Happy. #wfpk

@CoachPsteve His life is forever changed. Yep!

Well, would ya look at that. Welcome to the BBN young fella!!

… aaaand just like that - seemingly seamlessly - @earXtacyJohn takes the reigns from Duke Meyer. The excellence continues. @WFPK

@KySportsRadio Greenville is nice, Alex, but we’re determined for you to love Lex even more. Welcome!!

Watch Alex Wilkins, your new player

@WFPK Duke is killin’ it with his playlist right now.

What could possibly go wrong?

@akafaceUS Also, clean the inside of air fryer and the garage and we’d have a deal.

He charged his client $5000 to deep clean their home, and shows what is included!

Watching #KET /#PBS fills me with such emotion, I seldom can process. Watching the Henry David Thoreau treatise and, as always, coverage as the legislative session recedes, and I’m both slayed and humbled.

Gosh, I miss Soul Train.

@Dr_TheHistories My high school typing teacher held up our papers to the light. If we’d used Liquid Paper, busted. Had to start over.

"She got fired for making a typo. That typo made her $47 million." In 1956, Bette Nesmith Graham stood in her Dallas kitchen earning $300 a month as a single mother, raising her young son Michael alone, and facing a problem the entire business world refused to solve: IBM’s new electric typewriters made mistakes impossible to erase. One typo meant retyping an entire page. For secretaries across America—mostly women with no margin for error—this wasn’t just inconvenient; it was career‑threatening. Bette grabbed a blender, some white tempera paint, and decided she would fix it herself. She mixed the paint to match office stationery, thinned it until it flowed smoothly, and painted over her typing errors. The next morning she typed the correct letters directly on top. The mistake vanished. That kitchen experiment became Liquid Paper—a product that would quietly revolutionize offices worldwide and make her a multimillionaire. But the path there was anything but smooth. Bette Clair McMurray was born March 23, 1924, in Dallas, Texas. At seventeen she dropped out of high school. In 1942 she married Warren Nesmith, a soldier shipping out to World War II. While he fought overseas, she gave birth to Michael and supported them both as a secretary, attending night classes to earn her GED. The marriage ended in divorce in 1946. Suddenly Bette was solely responsible for a toddler. Money was desperately tight. Michael later remembered his mother crying over bills. She dreamed of being an artist, but art didn’t pay rent. So she focused on secretarial work, teaching herself shorthand and typing, applying for jobs she wasn’t qualified for, and learning as she went. By 1951 her relentless determination had earned her the position of executive secretary to W.W. Overton, chairman of Texas Bank and Trust—the highest position available to women at the bank. Then IBM introduced electric typewriters with carbon‑film ribbons. The machines typed faster, but errors were permanent. For Bette—who admitted she was never a great typist—the new technology felt like a death sentence. One afternoon she watched artists painting the bank’s holiday window display. When they made mistakes, they simply painted over them. Why couldn’t typists do the same? She went home and experimented: mixing white tempera paint in her kitchen blender, tinting it to match cream stationery, thinning it until it dried quickly without cracking. She brought a small bottle and a fine brush to work. When she made a typo, she painted over it, waited for it to dry, and typed the correction on top. Her boss never noticed. But other secretaries did. They saw Bette’s documents were flawless while theirs were covered in erasure marks and smudges. They begged for her “magic paint.” In 1956 she began bottling it as “Mistake Out,” selling about one hundred bottles a month to desperate colleagues. Demand exploded. She and Michael’s teenage friends filled nail‑polish bottles by hand in her garage every night, labeling them one by one. In 1958, The Secretary magazine called her product “the answer to a secretary’s prayers.” Five hundred orders poured in from across the country. Bette still worked full‑time at the bank while running Liquid Paper at night: filling orders, answering mail, refining formulas, shipping samples. The exhaustion caught up with her. One afternoon, signing a routine bank letter, she absentmindedly wrote “The Mistake Out Company” instead of “Texas Bank and Trust.” She was fired immediately. Losing her steady paycheck could have destroyed her. Instead, it freed her. She threw everything into the business. By 1964 Liquid Paper turned profitable; by 1975 it sold twenty‑five million bottles a year. Bette built it with values: on‑site childcare, employee library, retirement plans, a credit union. “The true value in business,” she said, “is never in the dollar, but in the benefit it brings to humankind.” © Women Stories #drthehistories

@Mr_Husky1 Hard no.

I’m about to get married, and my fiancé knows I have an inheritance that was left to me by my grandparents. It’s in my name only, and I’ve been saving it for years. Now he’s saying that before we get married, I should put the entire inheritance into a joint account so we can “start fresh together,” or he doesn’t think we should go through with the wedding. I’m 36 already and this is something my family worked hard to leave me. I’m torn between wanting to build a life together and feeling like I’m being pressured to give up something important to me. What do you think I should do? By isitmeaitah

@CoachPsteve Go for it. Matt Jones is an attorney and look at him! You are level-headed, fair minded and calm. I’d follow you at whatever outlet hosted you.

How difficult is it to get into media if I wasn’t a comms or journalism major? I’ve got some ideas about some stuff that I think the UK media is missing. Primarily me 🤣

Anyone know if couches were burned last night after Kentucky’s win over Santa Clara, or did spring break prevent that? #bbn

@aakashgupta Roots in water lines, threat of roof damage in high winds- flip side.

Let me explain exactly why every new subdivision in America looks like the top photo, because the math is wild. A mature tree increases a home's value by 7 to 19 percent. On a $400,000 house, that's $28,000 to $76,000. A single shade tree produces the cooling equivalent of ten room-size air conditioners running 20 hours a day. One tree on the west side of a house cuts energy bills by 12 percent within 15 years. The bottom photo is worth more, costs less to live in, and sells faster. This has been documented by the University of Washington, Clemson, Michigan State, and the USDA. The data is not in dispute. Removing those trees saves the builder roughly $5,000 per lot. Concrete trucks need twice the dripline radius of every standing tree. Utility trenches need flat ground. A bulldozer flattens 200 lots in an afternoon. Preserving trees adds weeks and thousands per home. So the developer pockets $5,000 in savings and the buyer eats $50,000 in lost value for the next two decades. The person making the decision and the person paying for it have never been in the same room. The Woodlands, Texas is the proof of what happens when they are. George Mitchell bought 28,000 acres of Houston timberland in 1974 and preserved 28% as permanent green space. He forced McDonald's to build behind the tree canopy. That McDonald's became one of the highest-volume locations in Texas. The first office building, designed to reflect the surrounding forest so you couldn't see it from the street, leased completely. The Woodlands median home price today: $615,000. Katy, a comparable Houston suburb that clear-cut: $375,000. Named #1 community to live in America two years running. Fifty years of data. The trees are worth more than removing them saves. Developers clear-cut anyway because they sell the house once and leave. You live in it for 30 years.

@FinFreedom414 Is a question or flaw, asking kids/descendants what they’d want, MIA?

Imagine you had to choose your life at age 40: Option A: Single. No kids. $10M net worth. Travel anywhere. Total freedom. Quiet house. Quiet holidays. Option B: Married. 3 kids. $1M net worth. Drive a Toyota. Chaos every morning. Loud house. Full dinner table. Be honest, which life are you choosing?

@DividedStyle Partitions would make this not fun to clean. Expansive glass for the win, every time.

Ordinary glass is out. Meet the shower door that transforms bathrooms.

@KySportsRadio The dream AD would possess stratospheric sports IQ, charisma out the wazoo, be a former athlete/currently spending R&R playing a sport, and know how to run an enterprise in his/her sleep. Negotiating would be a superpower. Who might be perf? Barack Obama. Can you IMAGINE.🏀⛳️

I think Mitch Barnhart did a great job at Kentucky and deserves thanks I also think it’s pretty ridiculous to pay him $1 million dollars to basically be an advisor and look over the shoulder of the new AD when money is at a premium in college sports