A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
My daughter (9) was hurriedly writing a paper for school last night. I looked over her shoulder and noticed it was looking oh so messy. I said, “Charlotte, why is one word of your title normal size while the other is huge? And, why do I not see capitals in your title or beginning your …
This is my 200th entry in my blog. I’m celebrating my bicentennial*! Yay! Someone call the Franklin Mint so they can commemorate me in fine pewter, ok? You’re nobody until somebody loves you OR until you are commemorated in fine pewter, whichever comes first. When you call, make sure they understand I don’t want a …
I’m agnostic, but I love Christmas. I’m all about duality. Sue me if ya gotta. Anyway, I always decorate the house to the nth degree on the first of December. Today my decor will go from “simple modern” to “tacky maximus” in one hour flat. So, why are Christmas decorations so gaudy? The only answer …
Our dog can’t read.
My husband is always trying to instill a healthy fear of strangers into Charlotte. Here’s what I heard of this morning’s lesson: Michael – So, what do you do if Michael Jackson shows up at your school? Charlotte – I scream and run away. Then I go to the office and tell them I’m sick …
My sister is dangerously insane. We went out with her for Thanksgiving on Wednesday, but because she was out of town and couldn’t be with us on Thursday, I was obligated to go Christmas shopping with her yesterday. So, I decided first thing yesterday morning that I would need caffeine to survive the ordeal that …