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.
Monday, July 19, 2010
sensitivity to holidays
Yesterday Lola and I were walking down the hill where we live, and Lola showed me a section of sidewalk which frightens her. She explained. "Before I fell on leaves here. I hate those leaves! I really hate them." Lola expounded on the evil leaves at length, denouncing them and the tree from which they fall quite thoroughly. Then she paused. "Of course, I wouldn't say that on Earth Day."
Posted by the Drunken Housewife at 9:29 AM
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she has a future in politics.
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