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, cocktails, and the occasional Xanax.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
he needs to relax
"Relax, you bony little man!" said my Aunt Sher to the Sober Husband.