Category Archives: Humor

About Them Peeps…

A woman walked into my office Friday, somewhat appalled that the young child she had been talking to at the library did not know the meaning of Good Friday. The youngster had first guessed, “Spring Break,” which was technically correct, and then “the day the baby Jesus was born,” technically incorrect. I know what you […]
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Nobody Names Their Kid March

Saturday’s spring weather was a quintessential Podunk Meets Paradise kind of day. Short pants, lawn chairs, and horseshoes appeared, and we got our patio table ready for the first outdoor BBQ of the year. Sunday we woke up to this: There is a reason why kids get named April, May, June, and August. Recently, I’ve […]
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Mugged by a Magazine Salesman

Iron Chef was apparently mugged by a magazine salesman because now our family is subscribed to Entertainment Weekly, Atlantic Monthly and Rolling Stone. Which means I find myself in the awkward position of a) knowing more than I should about American pop culture, b) attempting to engage in unwanted conversation about bank regulation, or de-regulation […]
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My Main Man — Mister Rogers

I have to thank my friend and fellow Cold Mutha BB for forwarding me this remix tribute to one of my heroes and secret dead crushes — Mister Rogers.   Mister Rogers is so cool, people spell out M-I-S-T-E-R. http://youtu.be/OFzXaFbxDcM The video reminded me that the only person who had higher standing on my crush […]
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Perfect pitch

There is a reasonable explanation as to why I watched the movie “Pitch Perfect” twice within 48 hrs over the holiday break. The first showing was personal. My 15 year old daughter, Her Royal Highness, received the video as a gift and I’ll admit that on showing number 1 I felt a sentimental attachment to […]
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Unexpected House Guests

Back in the day, Iron Chef and I would come home from parties and wake up in the morning to find firefighters and other wayward vagrants sleeping on our couch, floor, car seat, etc. Things are different now. We like to get to bed at a reasonable hour, maybe watch a taped Lawrence Welk or […]
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Cold Muthas — Day 1

I belong to a hockey family, which is code for my house and car smell funny. Last year marked the beginning of a new era in Podunk hockey — the formation of a hockey league designed for the women who had previously been relegated to washing hockey underthings and working the concession stand. We are […]
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Virtual Labor Day

Our family Labor Day tradition is to go to the highly urbanized mecca of Missoula, watch a little minor league baseball, and then go to the massive and sprawling Farmers Market on Saturday. By Saturday afternoon, we return to Podunk with some kind of produce that requires us to open a home canning sweat shop […]
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The Back to School Edition

Today was Back to School day in Podunk. I’m a big fan of BTS, especially the inaugural day, for obvious reasons. 1. On the first day, there are no shower wars. For one day and one day only, people in our household recognize that our water heater has a finite capacity and this is respected. […]
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Oops, I Bought Urban Shoes

Speaking of sensible shoes, I treated myself to a new pair of sneaks on one of my traumatic Back to School shopping trips. Trust me, I deserved them. I strolled around in my new Reeboks before I bought them, just like you’re supposed to. There’s definitely nothing like a new pair of shoes to put […]
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