Have you seen the commercial for the kid’s allergy medication? Two women are sitting in a park on a play date when one child runs up, sneezes, and both women, like gun slingers, pull out their emergency mommy medication.

Apparently, sometime between the time I got out of high school and now, Drivers Education has changed dramatically. I can make this unfounded assumption by simply observing all of the “nuts” on the road.

I just read an ad that said you can get your entire Thanksgiving dinner in a bag, complete with turkey, mashed potatoes, and an overly critical mother-in-law.

Before, he would call you cute nicknames like, “Honeybun” or “Sweetcheeks.” Now, it’s, “Hey, you!” (Note: After ten years of marriage, he drops the “you.”)

The candidates are actually talking about themselves and not about their opponents. They are telling the American public what they intend to do, if elected. They are talking like they have an actual platform. What is going on with that?

The vet said Sparky died of natural causes. Aunt Fern said it was probably something he ate. Mildred said that cat had been electrocuted, caught on fire, painted pink, and dressed up as a camel for the Buncam Baptist Christmas pageant- that if that didn’t add up to nine lives, nothing did. Personally, I think [...]

I’m a sucker for those “As Seen On TV” kitchen gadgets. Show me a woman in a dated hairdo and a pantsuit, waving her hand over a seventy-five-piece plastic monogrammed food packaging and storage system, and my pulse starts to race.

Did you happen to catch the 60th Annual Emmy Awards the other night? We all learned something that night. We learned that having five reality show hosts as emcees for the Emmys is about as entertaining as an obituary page. Let’s fact it, Jeff Probst is to comedy as Don Rickles is to compliments. The [...]

“That’s it. I’ve had it,” I dramatically announced to my husband as we sat in bed reading. He rolled his eyes, no doubt wondering if this was going to be a repeat of last night’s tirade when I’d had enough of telemarketers. Or the night before when I’d had enough of toys that required tools [...]

I ordered these new stilettos in the mail because the model looked great wearing them and I was convinced they were the very thing I needed to complete me. Well, that and sheer shawl with the beaded butterflies. The stilettos, just like the model, were everything I wasn’t. They even sounded cool - stilettos. I wasn’t sure what that meant, but I figured with a name like that they must come with a dark exotic man holding a platter of margaritas.