So, we’re all sitting down to dinner. Eating a *delicious* carrot soup I made. Sammy looks up at me:
Sam: “Mom, DO NOT put this in my lunch tomorrow.”
Crap. He’s on to me.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.
