A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
As my just desserts for ignoring my blog and not making time to visit your blogs, I just got a near fatal whiff of karmic tea. It would seem the answer to “What’s that smell?” is, in this case, “The tea I’ve had sitting at my computer desk for over a week.” Let this be …
Nothing says “I love you” like a stuffed turtle you knit yourself, right? ‘Cause that’s what my husband got for Valentine’s Day. It wasn’t my idea. He asked for it, so I made it for him. Obviously, my husband is gay and was searching for the best way to spring it on me, and the …
Hello internet. I hope everyone is well and that none of you have been pining away for me too much in my absence. I don’t have a good excuse as to why I’ve been neglecting the blog – unless you count that I’ve been devoting more time than usual to being a big ol’ southern …