A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
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 …
The Cat in the Hat was so boring that I almost wish I had stayed home and done housework instead. My husband actually fell asleep about mid-way through. I stayed awake and waited for the good part. It never came. Charlotte said it was “just ok.” She’s nine. So, for the record, our collective review …