Tag Archives: women’s humor
Diets: Exorcising the Rear View
…whenever I try on clothes, I wish I had a swiveling head like an owl or that girl in The Exorcist.
Living in The Country: Meet me Behind the Shop
I’m considering getting the old man a medic alert device. When he is out of my sight, there is no telling what he will get himself into. Today is a perfect example. Beautiful day. Warmest temperatures and bluest skies we’ve had this year. I’m in the kitchen peeling potatoes. He is tooling around on his …
House Cleaning, Christmas Miracles, and The Wonderful World of The Old Man’s Imagination
My husband does believe in some things that I KNOW don’t exist. Like dishwashers that actually scrub a cheese omelet encrusted pan clean …
Purse Theft
I don’t want to steal anybody’s money, credit cards, identity or lipstick. I just want to steal their purses.
The Old Man and The Sea of $#!%
I spent several hours out in the old man’s shop today. I’ve been trying to avoid the place as much as possible the last couple of years. My typical trip down the drive to the shop is made in order to access the extra fridge we keep out there. Right by the door. So I …
How to Not Spend Money
I hate shopping. It really makes me crabby. I haven’t always felt this way. When I was young and hadn’t made several really annoying long distance moves (too much stuff!) and was into accumulating things and was skinny and looked good in clothes, I liked it. Now I do everything I can to avoid it, …
I Rant Help Myself
I haven’t had a good rant in a very long time. Why it must be a couple of hours at least. So I need to vent a little bit of first world frustration. So here’s a list of ten things I’m tired tired tired of: Trains blowing their whistles at the train crossing down the …
I’m off to the East Coast tomorrow to visit family. I haven’t seen them in two years, and I’m especially happy to be spending time with my only sister. It sucks, big suck, living so far away. In honor of the journey, I’m sharing an essay I wrote about the last trip I made to …
Beef, It’s What’s for Dinner…NOT…I’ll Have an Egg Thanks
We eat a lot of eggs lately. Eggs for lunch. Eggs for breakfast. Eggs for dinner. There is something about eating protein before it’s born and developed arms and legs and wings and can cluck that makes eating protein seem a little less brutish. The problem with eggs is they are boring unless you dress …
Rainy Day Writing 
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