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.
Saturday, November 03, 2012
it's just that easy
"I don't want to argue," I said.
"No, you don't have to argue," said the Sober Husband strenuously. "You can just concede that I am right!"