The short end of the stick

Not as comfortable as they look. Courtesy

Generally speaking (and I mean very generally) I confine my ramblings to food and drink or the mundane world of household chores, but I do have other interests and feel compelled from time to time to express an opinion or hazard a conjecture on that which falls outside the domestic realm. Such was the case last week when my virtual pal, the Freshly Pressed Cristy Carrington, penned a post entitled 5 Reasons Why God Loves Short People Best. As I am somewhat lacking in stature I begged to differ, and the good folks at More magazine have seen fit to include my little rant among their member blogs.

I hope you’ll have a look. Here’s the link just in case:

About WSW

Writer, wife, mother. Toiler in the bottomless, black, soul-sucking coal mine of domestic life. Thank God for the portable bar.

Posted on February 4, 2012, in Words to live by and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.

  1. Great work! I actually loved this one!

  2. square feet also:) everything hemmed. for the longest time, i went around believing i was 5’4″ until a recent dr.’s visit. 5″3.5″ they said. “measure again.” i said. i don’t think they saw what the big deal was. fools.

  3. Oh, how I laughed right out loud…I used to be of an average height…but shrinking daily. I also have “square” feet, nearly as wide as they are long and I’ve had surgery on both feet. Not fun trying to find shoes that will make them happy that don’t look like “lunch lady” shoes.

  4. Congratulations, you domestic diva!

  5. Congratulations! Great article.

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