My wife is a better writer than I. I mainly do this just to try to keep up with her. Here are two of her funnier postings of the past week.
This one on a site devoted to poking fun at the sartorial exploits of those in the public eye. I never thought Hamm’s eggs could generate so much kerfuffle.
And this on regrets in general and the challenges of picnic-bench-type seating for the mini-dress-clad dinner guest.