Teachers
  The first week in September, Mrs. G. felt a twinge of woe as she watched the neighborhood kids pile into the school bus with their new backbacks and shiny shoes and realized that for the first time in years, she wouldn't be teaching. And while she is eager to move in a new direction, (hello? New direction? Could you reveal yourself soon? Thanks in advance.) Fall has a little less sparkle.     

Staples
Monday afternoon, Mrs. G. went to the grocery store to buy eggs. She stood in front of all the egg cartons, boggled by Madison Avenue's current trend in providing too many choices to tired, overworked women and, therefore, making a previously carefree purchase overwhelming. As Mrs. G. weighed her options of cage free, mainland shell, organic brown, naturally nested or omega three eggs, she noticed a guy struggling to angle his motorized sco

s*xual favors, laundry and letting go
Tonight, Mrs. G. was going to finally give you her September risk update, complete with photos and brutally honest commentary about how for the first fifteen days of jogging, she thought she was going to fall down on the sidewalk and die, but then she got sidetracked by, of all things, Facebook. Come back Friday for the skinny on her risk. Mrs. G. has only written one post in two years about a specific sharp-tongued comment and as luck would have it,

S*xual Favors and Laundry
Tonight, Mrs. G. was going to finally give you her September risk update, complete with photos and brutally honest commentary about how for the first fifteen days of jogging, she thought she was going to fall down on the sidewalk and die, but then she got sidetracked by, of all things, Facebook. Come back Friday for the skinny on her risk. Mrs. G. has only written one post in two years about a specific sharp-tongued comment and as luck would have it,

Nice
  It was the winter of 1986, and about 11:15 pm when Mrs. G. and her college roommate, Karen, spontaneously decided to drive from their dorm in Eugene, Oregon to Karen’s parents’ house in Portland to do laundry and raid the family fridge. Mrs. G. had just finished a Saturday nig