A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
The plumber, whose name (I swear – I’m not making this up) is John, is sitting with Michael at the kitchen table when I get home from work. Michael had already gotten a receipt. I know, from previous experiences, that this exchange usually takes place after the work is done. So, when John all too …
Has anybody been doing anything more interesting than watching poker tournaments on television? I’d be willing to bet you have. In fact, I’m pushing in all my chips on that one. Me? Well, when I’m not busy attempting to help my daughter with her homework, I’m watching some sort of poker show. Apparently, poker is …