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.
Friday, May 07, 2010
a cutting remark
First grader Lola was pretending to tell someone off. Putting her hands on her little hips, she sneered, "You wanna organize a sock drawer, SUCKAH?"