Meandering anecdotes and an occasional incisive comment, courtesy of an overeducated, feminist former-professional, who is continually outsmarted by her overly-gifted children and genius spouse and who seeks refuge in books, Xanax, and the occasional cocktail?!
Thursday, March 29, 2007
a correspondence for the ages
Remember how George Bernard Shaw and Mrs. Terry wrote each other daily, an addictive exchange of intellect and passions?
I now introduce to you the correspondence between the Drunken Housewife and seven year-old Iris Uber Alles:
MOM, Hi MOM bye MOM, I hope you DON'T like the message MOM. iris