One never realizes how different a husband and wife can be until they begin to pack for a trip.
ERMA BOMBECKMaybe age is kinder to us than we think. With my bad eyes, I can’t see how bad I look, and with my rotten memory, I have a good excuse for getting out of a lot of stuff.
More Erma Bombeck Quotes
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Onion rings in the car cushions do not improve with time.
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My theory on housework is, if the item doesn’t multiply, smell, catch fire, or block the refrigerator door, let it be. No one else cares. Why should you?
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It takes a lot of courage to show your dreams to someone else.
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Children make your life important.
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There’s something wrong with a mother who washes out a measuring cup with soap and water after she’s only measured water in it.
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Seize the moment. Remember all those women on the ‘Titanic’ who waved off the dessert cart.
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All of us have moments in our lives that test our courage. Taking children into a house with a white carpet is one of them.
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For years, my husband and I have advocated separate vacations. But the kids keep finding us.
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A member of the committee slapped a name tag over my left bosom. “What shall we name the other one?” I smiled. She was not amused.
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As a child, my number one best friend was the librarian in my grade school. I actually believed all those books belonged to her.
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My kids always perceived the bathroom as a place where you wait it out until all the groceries are unloaded from the car.
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Friends are “annuals” that need seasonal nurturing to bear blossoms. Family is a “perennial” that comes up year after year, enduring the droughts of absence and neglect. There’s a place in the garden for both of them.
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The odds of going to the store for a loaf of bread and coming out with only a loaf of bread are three billion to one.
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My second favorite household chore is ironing. My first being hitting my head on the top bunk bed until I faint.
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Guilt: the gift that keeps on giving.
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