Accidental Rudeness Occurs Alarmingly Often
I'd rather not dwell on it though. It is a sad state of affairs. One of my children has been behaving abominably today, though I'd thought to make this post earlier due to the non-accidental rudeness of some on ravelry. I envy journalistic comedy writing types, I am unable, while unhappy, to pretend otherwise. I am quite sure that those who can are superior writers, whatever their topics. When I attempt it (as I related to a friend who is quite superior in her skill), it comes off as channeling my inner Dorothy Parker, rather than Oscar Wilde. While I am naturally a fan of Dorothy, I do think one reads her work all at once entertained and appalled, for she had such an unhappy life.