Things I Want To Complain About That Make Me An Asshole

Years ago, we were living in a teeny tiny, can’t stand up straight upstairs, cape with barely two bathrooms, and we were redoing the one downstairs. I was talking to a friend who had just built a huge-ass mansion and when I confessed I was stressed out about picking out tile she said, “Imagine picking…

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To the "Not to be nitpicky, but…" People

Someone started a comment to one of my blogs with, “Not to be nitpicky, but…” and then, shocker, went on to be nitpicky. She offered some handy facts no one asked for or needed to refute my comical musing on a subject. Not sure how reading one of my admittedly factless blogs prompts someone to…

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An Ode to Laundry

Every minute of every day you wait patiently, a quandary, Oh, there is nothing as loyal as a pile of laundry. A constant source of something to do, You beckon to us, always, ever anew. A vibrant array of colors and textures, a kaleidoscope, oh glory! Each lifeless, limp item, a garment with its own story. A…

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