A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
Here’s a poser for you, a moral dilemma, if you will: If a person – me, for example – were to leave the house during the beginnings of a rain shower to pick up some vegan pepperoni for another person – say, Michael, for example – and I were to get caught in a sudden …
Pillow talk: Me – Aw, c’mon. How dumb do you think I am? Michael, purposely ignoring the rhetorical nature of the question – Very dumb. I think I could bring in a rock to replace you. Me, calling his bluff – Oh, yeah? Well, why don’t you go find a rock then? Michael – I …
She pulled four roast chickens from a Kentucky Fried Chicken bag and divvied them up. One for herself, one for her thirteen year old daughter, one for her twelve year old dughter, and one for my sister and me to share. Then the fixin’s were laid out on the table – potatos, gravy, corn, biscuits …
We’ve all been there. You’re in a relationship and you sense the other party has lost interest. In order to save face and avoid wasting any more time on something that is going nowhere, you break it off first. Maybe you say, “Ha ha. Beat you to the punch,” or maybe you’re far more mature …
Book meme I snatched from Ren.
Andy kindly took the time to interview me, and I’m finally gonna respond. I wasn’t able to do so before I left for Chicago, but better late than never: 1. If you had the power to