Anonymous wrote:Scented candles give me headaches, but so does a painfully thin woman attorney toying with her breakfast oatmeal in Bread and Chocolate on Wisconsin Ave discussing how little good her child's participation on Maret's tennis team will do him in getting into college because said child started tennis too late at 12.
Good point. I'd much rather hang out with Candle Girl on a Friday night (can you imagine? Lawn chairs and Old Style on the driveway. Ping-pong table and darts in the garage while neighbors wander in and out with their bags of White Castle?) than Bread and Chocolate lady. After all, I DO know how to have fun!