Does anyone else do this kind of stuff with their daughter?
When you find pants that fit you perfectly – the pair that turns your derriere into the Holy Grail of asses – the pair that makes your ankles look edible – those pants – you buy those in bulk. Retro style cigarette pants. Just above the ankle. Audrey Hepburnesque. My version of the cigarette pant…
This week (and it’s only Monday – it’s only MONDAY?!?), I find myself wondering what caused She-Hulk’s transformation from regular woman-about-town, to big green rage monster. ‘Cause I’ve had three instances today where I found myself fighting to maintain my equilibrium between rationality and absolutely losing my shit. This morning, I’m moving from the bathroom…
“Rissa!!! BEST WALK EVER!!!” “It was?” “YES!! One cat on the way there… Three, no wait! FOUR cats on the way back…” “Two cats there, Mummy. You saw two cats on the way over.” We had walked Rissa over to her friend’s house. “I did?” “Yes, the long-haired dark grey one and a tabby.” “I…
I hold two white pull-on sports bras in my hands. I hadn’t thought I had two exactly the same. I lay them side by side on the bed, trying to find the well-washed sizing labels. AHA! Maybe if I put one on top of the other! Yes! The one on top is definitely smaller. I…
“BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAAAA!!! Look at them! LOOK AT THEM!!!” “You’re a dog!” says Rissa. “No, I’m not!” says I. “You’re totally a dog. You’re all like… talking, talking, talking, conversing while walking… SQUIRREL!!!!“ “You can’t tell me that you weren’t entertained watching those two squirrels chase each other around and around that pine tree. And then when…
So last night was the night before I’m the Matron of Honour in a wedding party. What time did I get to bed? 2:45 a.m. Not because I was partying beforehand at the rehearsal dinner. (Although I did see a friend totally kick ass in a drag king contest!!! Woo-hoo!) But I was home at…