Cry Until You Laugh
We might as well revel in the funny or else the misery will win out.
The Patron Saint of Stupid Jobs
“All those years of college, and what am I?” she complained. “The Patron Saint of Stupid Jobs.”
In Alan's Spinning Class, No One Can Hear You Scream
And I’m not sure which looked more ridiculous…me as a middle-aged mom racing the men on each side of me on bikes that don’t go anywhere.
Let's Get This Motherhood Started
It wasn’t until hours later, when I padded to the NICU alone in the wee hours of the morning, that I got to hold my baby for the very first time.
Please Buy Jonny a Cell Phone
I’ll bet he has cell phone ads stashed under his mattress.
Who Needs a Ginormous Googly Ball? We Do!
I felt it would be my public service to supermarkets throughout the U.S. of A. to advise what is wrong with this picture.
Why Did I Buy a Car with 7 Seats? Oh Yeah.
I just might need sponsors for “Cash Cab: Middle School” to pay for gas. And therefore, jokes.
