Meandering anecdotes and an occasional incisive comment, courtesy of an overeducated, feminist former-professional, who is continually outsmarted by her overly-gifted children and genius spouse and who seeks refuge in books, cocktails, and the occasional Xanax.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
a correspondence for the ages
Remember how George Bernard Shaw and Mrs. Terry wrote each other daily, an addictive exchange of intellect and passions?
I now introduce to you the correspondence between the Drunken Housewife and seven year-old Iris Uber Alles:
MOM, Hi MOM bye MOM, I hope you DON'T like the message MOM. iris
oh DH... did you send her that soupy pic? did it move originally? my mom used to send me things like that all the time. usually involving kittens or puppies.
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oh DH... did you send her that soupy pic? did it move originally? my mom used to send me things like that all the time. usually involving kittens or puppies.
Nope, her snide message was on that li'l cutesy image.
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