I'm not quite sure how I can mingle with neighbors at our annual end-of-summer block party after knowing that I repeatedly walk through the house - past windows and open doors – without any clothes on. It's very weird to be chomping on a hot dog next to some guy that may have seen me totally naked, one too many times. And God knows what he is thinking as I bite into the wiener. Seeing as I am not going to refrain from walking around the house in the buff, this really does go against the theory I always use for doing crazy things - "Who cares? I'll never see these people again." Clearly I will. Like, every day. And boy will they see me.
Collection of comic strips that illustrate the madness of my life - career, marriage, motherhood...me!
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