Wave the Stick

This has been on my mind, as of late:   So even though I am dealing with The Cold That Will Not Die, there was a bright spot in my overal...

“Your rack is shrinking.” Said my husband, the poet, the other night as I was undressing for bed. And it’s true. The Boobs of Doom, we named...

If this is patently obvious to you, it only shows that I am not very clever, not that I have that opinion of you! But if you are anything li...