Vodka & Clementines
May 3, 2010
First of all, I hope Greg showed up with his truck-sized wet vac. I hope the waters are subsiding throughout your region, and especially your basement, and the fellas are enjoying their rain day. The family that bails with coffee cans together, stays together. And if you’re racking your brains trying to figure out the divine retribution angle, I think you ought to look into Miley and Billy Ray.
Maybe this will cheer you up, if not dry you out:
The Wall Street Journal reports today that my pal Katherine (aka Peppermint Patty) has organized a weekly soccer game for 40- and 50-something moms looking to require the services of dual specialists in sports medicine and gerontology. The Journal seems to find this amusing. What the article doesn’t mention is that the reason Katherine did this is because she’s so sure that she can play much better than those lazy teenagers whose games she is made to sit through without being allowed to shout anything unsupportive. “No egos on the field”–yeah right. Who are you, and what have you done with my Katherine?
I like the bit about the guys who wanted to take the field away from them. Haven’t they heard of perimenopause?
Knit safely, everyone.