

I may be crazy, but it seems to me that . . .




If ignorance is bliss, there are a lot of happy people out there.
WRYL – The Voice of the Great Up North




Dear Shirley,
My husband has insisted on purchasing one of those “TV dinners” for our Wednesday evening meal. He says it allows us more time to enjoy our favorite programs, but I feel like a failure as a housewife serving peas from a foil compartment! Am I being a “stuffed shirt,” or is the kitchen table becoming obsolete?
Flustered Franny
Dear Flustered Franny,
Don’t let a little aluminum foil rattle your pearls! While a home-cooked roast is the gold standard, even a general needs a night off from the front lines. Consider the TV dinner a “technological holiday.” If the guilt is too much to swallow, serve the Salisbury steak on your finest china and keep the television off until dessert. A happy husband is a well-fed one, even if his gravy comes in a pre-measured square.
Shirley

The early worm gets the bird… eventually.
WRYL – The Voice of the Great Up North





Dear Shirley.
I have been “keeping company” with a steady young man for nearly two years. He is hardworking, polite to my mother, and never forgets a birthday. However, he has yet to mention a “ring” or our future together. My friends are all sporting diamonds and planning June weddings. Should I give him a nudge, or am I being a “Nervous Nellie”?
Waiting in Royal
Dear Waiting in Royal,
Patience is a virtue, but silence isn’t always golden. Sometimes it’s just a lack of direction! A man who appreciates a home-cooked meal should also appreciate a woman’s need for security. Don’t “nudge” him like a stubborn mule. Instead, have a heart-to-heart. If he’s still whistling in the dark after two years, you might want to stop waiting for a spark and find a man who’s ready to build a fire.
Shirley

I’m not a morning person, or an afternoon person, or an evening person.
WRYL – The Voice of the Great Up North

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