I Meditate So I Know

You May Marry The Man Of Your Dreams, Ladies, But Fourteen Years Later You're Married To A Couch That Burps.

Sometimes For Me Not Throwing A Tantrum Is What Running A Marathon Or Swimming The English Channel Must Be Like For Others Of A Less-challenging Emotional Nature.

And, You Know, I Liked Writing Humor. Well, I Should Say, I Wanted To Write Seriously, But It Kept Turning Funny.

Two Things Do Me In: One's Chocolate Cake, The Other's Hypocrisy.

My Husband Is Almost As Heavy As I Am. We Were Married In Adjoining Churches.