Personally, I have in the past become so generally frustrated with things I can’t control that the whole world pissed me off and I was rude to people who were completely blameless. I’m not proud of it or defending it, but it’s pretty human.
I had a Virginia is for Lovers t-shirt once. I only wore it a few times because I got sick of idiot men who thought they were clever asking me if I was Virginia.
Or the only one in her neighborhood with a car.
I use mail order for my wine.
What on earth are you talking about?
Slightly misty-eyed here, thinking of my late husband
I had one in my bedroom at the end of February. I live in Philadelphia. It is cold in Philadelphia in February.
When we were both watching our weight, my husband made delicious pizzas using flour tortilla shells.
I thought Boboli wasn’t made anymore.