Category Archives: Humor
Taking My Own Advice
It’s time. Time to go to the beach. In my bathing suit. Saturday was hot and clear, and so my husband and I got up early. I blew off my Zumba class and put on my new bathing suit. (This is tricky -I need the class in order to wear the swimsuit, but if I …
Mirror, Mirror
Yesterday, I went to my mother’s for our weekly dinner together. It’s my treat, and we alternate between two of her favorite meals – McDonald’s and Subway. This time she chose McDonald’s. Not good for my diet, but certainly okay for my budget. I bought two McDoubles (boy, do I hate those silly names) and …
Oh, The Irony!
Yes, my husband complained about the hardships of preparing a sandwich, while I was cooking dinner. (“Let’s Put It In Context“) But writing about that little incident reminded me that my husband isn’t alone in failing to recognize bad timing. Let’s go back a few years… forty to be exact. (Oh yeah, I still remember. It’s …
Let’s Put It In Context
Okay, I confessed to a few tiny little imperfections in my wifely role (“Bad Wife“). Which reminds me of the only joke my very serious mother-in-law ever told me: Several months into a very happy honeymoon, one morning the husband says to his wife, “Honey, I love you so much. But now that we have …
Bad Wife
When I was a little girl, I lived in a pretty crowded house. Mom and Dad, two sisters, one brother, and Grandma – all in a two bedroom apartment, in a two-family house with my cousins downstairs. Privacy was rare. Sooner or later (I think when my brother doing his math homework in his crib), Dad …
I Hope There Are Windows In Heaven.
When I was young, my father loved cigars. A while ago, I wrote about Dad smoking cigars in the car (“Riding In The Car with Daddy”). I sat up front between my father and my mother – basically because my sisters would not sit next to me. I was nauseated most of the time. And …
Closet Miracles
God wants me to have lots and lots of clothes. He has proven this to me repeatedly. (I am tempted to say ‘She’ when I refer to God, especially as related to fashion. But I know better. I have been certain for a long time that God is male. How do I know? Periods. Let’s …
Swimsuits. Seriously.
I described my last post – Sharing Swimsuit Secrets – as serious. But as usual, it was silly. However, I do have something serious I want to say on the subject. There will be silly stuff in here – I can’t help myself – but actually, this is one of the most earnest little essays …
Shhh…I’m Sharing Secrets For Successful Swimsuit Shopping
And I sell seashells by the seashore. But seriously; this is serious stuff. Shopping can be fun. Bathing suit shopping – not so much. That’s why I haven’t shopped for a new swimsuit for six years. So imagine my surprise that I have just endured this process and I am still partially sane. And I am generously …
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