Choke on Your Bitchy Pudding
My second post-divorce Christmas was simultaneously a success and my worst nightmare. My children were gloriously surprised and pleased with their presents. My brother was tickled to see everyone so happy with their gifts. Then there was my mother…the Grinch ain’t got nothing on her. She gives being a Christmas bitch a new name…
Wardrobe Malfunction
Perhaps I suffer from an overabundance of personality, my clothing appears to be a mish mash of illogical pairings. I can’t seem to define what style of clothes I like to wear, because when I look at what I own, I don’t want to wear any of it. This is, of course, a first world problem…
What the Fiji? First World Problems
A woman at Walgreens swore Fiji is the only water she can drink. My question: what did she drink before Fiji existed? Notes on first-world problems.
Going Postal – Mailbox First World Problems
What's up with my weird New Jersey mailbox? Sorting through the options in mailboxes, a real first world problem.
