January 13, 2013
Wants to tell everyone else what to do. What god to worship, what person to marry, what food to eat, what drugs to take, what to drink, what to smoke, what to wear, what to drive, what gun to own, what books to read, what websites to visit, what movies to see, what television to watch, what radio to listen to — cripes, people. How about everyone just go worry about their own freaking god/marriage/food/drugs/drink/smoke/clothes/car/gun/books/internet/movies/television/radio and leave mine alone?
PS: While we are at it, what is the freaking story on 21 years of age drinking laws? If you are a “legal adult” at 18 and can get married, pay taxes, and pick up a gun and DIE for your country, you ought to be able to legally decide for yourself whether or not to drink an alcoholic beverage.
November 11, 2009
Hot new arborist. According to Ginny, he is hot in an “I fix shit and I’m strong and the wattage of my smile powers small nations” way.
You know that just spells trouble and is clearly a danger to Ginny’s vows. She cannot have some hot arborist trotting around her yard doing manly things she could succumb any second but fortunately for Ginny she has me and I am just throwing myself on my sword here Ginny next time the hot arborist is over just wave a cross and chloroform around until temptation and he collapse then stuff him in a box and ship him to my address.
Whew! Marriage saved.
[Speaking of romance which we were not but now I am go read this essay at Eclectic Garden it makes me want to be another woman in another place.]
October 17, 2008
With my dad one time. He is my second father. I am lucky I got him. The first father sort of was not real interested. My second father was. He helped me with math.
My second father was talking about spoons. He said he had just discovered why he only liked small spoons. I said, Oh, why? He said because any time he said he did not like something when he was a kid his father made him eat a table spoon full of it. And to this day he could only really eat anything with a small spoon.
I said, That is funny, I have the same thing.
He said, Really? Why do you think that is?
I said, Because any time I ever said I did not like something as a kid, you fed it to me with a table spoon.
When my marriage collapsed my husband told me I always emasculated him.
I said, Really, how do I do that?
He said any time he put a spoon out for me I got up and replaced it.
I have always wondered. Was me changing the spoon emasculating him? Or was him never during three years noticing I only ate with small spoons him being really really unobservant?
August 12, 2008
Reasons to marry a Swede : Aquavit!
Reasons not to marry a Swede : Lutefisk!
*lutefisk really should have won that one
June 25, 2008
As a 1930s wife you scored :
Very Poor [Failure]