My Cooking Is So Bad My Kids

A Terrible Thing Happened To Me Last Night Again—nothing.

All I Ever Learned At My Mother's Knee Was What A Bony Knee Looked Like.

Cleaning Your House While Your Kids Are Still Growing Up Is Like Shoveling The Walk Before It Stops Snowing.

Self-pity Is Better Than None.

Absolutely Nothing Was Happening In My Marriage. I Nicknamed My Waterbed, Lake Placid!