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.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
I shouldn't have asked.
As we sat down to eat dinner on the last evening of the Thanksgiving weekend, I asked the abstracted Sober Husband, "So what are you thinking about?"
"About how I'm looking forward to getting back to the office."
2 comments:
ouch
dear SH,
some things are better left unsaid.
regards,
lemonjuicer
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