And Dick is sleeping with someone new. Guess I need to learn some new tricks.
My sister-in-law Liz bought her minivan under protest last year. She was reluctant to trade in her sporty red car for a frumpy mom-mobile. I had warned her, before the birth of her first child, that the cute little trunk on her cute little Jetta might not hold the mounds of diapers, groceries, and leftover [...]
A few months ago, I put Spot the baby (age 2) down to bed in her crib. It had been a long day, with a missed nap (hers) and frantic errand-running (mine). Sally was bunked down on our bed, where she reads or sleeps until Dick carries her into the room that she shares with [...]
Twice a year, at Christmas and for birthdays, Aunty Liz sends cute clothes to Sally, Susan, and Spot. It’s like a fashionable missionary barrel. (Remember those dresses Pollyanna was so happy with?) The fashion shows that result reassure me that my girls are, above all, perfectly normal. Jane Happy Wordless Wednesday!
There have been times in the past several years, what with the Newt and the Spitzer and Gary Condit and Bill (not to mention Sam Adams), that I have despaired of ever reading anything more distasteful and hypocritical than the ever-popular political sex scandal. In the interest of being an adult (whatever that means), I [...]
When Dick and I came back to the States from Cairo, I was really sad to leave the perks of being a University teacher’s wife. In Cairo I took classes each semester, and Dick was home a lot; grading papers and grumbling, sure, but home. In Florida Dick took a job as a copywriter for [...]
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