A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
People keep almost running me off the road. On two separate occasions within the past week, some moron has tried occupy the exact spot I’m driving in on the expressway. I swear, I’m not driving in their blind spot or doing anything stupid. All I can figure is that these people think it’s a-okay to …
Poptarts for breakfast means I am a lazy slug. I haven’t shopped for groceries for about two weeks. I did buy bread and milk at Walgreens a few days ago, but that was only because I was there anyway to pick up my prescription. There is precious little food in the house. Starvation is beckoning …