Tag: underwear
Surprise, surprise, here’s one more thing I haven’t a hope of understanding.
For reasons that will never be known to anybody unless I tell someone, Jill Y buys my underwear and I buy hers. It’s an interesting arrangement that makes no sense at all. I was out […]
The Bathrobe, The Mother-in-Law and Coffee
It was lunchtime and I was tired of working, so I ran to my favorite cafe to get a cup of coffee and a muffin. There was some kind of technical glitch with the coffee […]
The Mom Dance
One day, while I was visiting at my daughter’s college apartment, she and her roommate were telling me how they took their other roommate’s mom out to the bars for some dancing and college decadence. […]