We’ve all seen it happen: A train wreck of a marriage, headed down a one-way track to Miseryville, with a small layover at Domestic Violence, USA.
Whether it’s family, friends, or the librarian we’ve befriended in an effort to reverse erroneous late fees, most of us have witnessed the marriage of two people who should probably just honor the restraining orders and keep their distance. READ MORE
When I was a kid, maybe a teenager, I remember hearing my mother say she was too old for a certain type of clothing. If my memory serves correctly it was a sleeveless top I suggested that she wear in the heat of the summer and she said she was too old for sleeveless tops. I remember thinking, in my infinite wisdom of youth, complete lack of understanding, that if I was hot I was damn well going to wear a sleeveless top so I could cool off and not sweat myself to death! READ MORE
It happened. I always knew this day would come. Someone asked me this question:
“Are you their grandmother?”
I always imagined my reaction would go something like this:
“Bitch, let me slap you,”
…or at least a really evil look. This was surprisingly a non-event. READ MORE