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.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
not to you
I overheard the Sober Husband saying frustratedly to nine year-old Iris uber Alles, "I don't have to make sense to you!"
An excellent point.
I know this is a comedic vignette, but for some reason I can't picture this dialogue without Mike & the Mechanics' "The Living Years" playing as the background soundtrack.
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