Lucy noticed I wasn't wearing my wedding ring today--too many Pringles yesterday. She gave me the look of disdain and I just laughed and said, "Who's more married than me?"
"You're right," she answered, "you're quite the Holly Housewife."
I think that is absolutely perfect. From "Holly Hellrasier" to "Holly Housewife". I got a kick out of telling her that story--not Molly Mormon, not Polly Pureheart, but Holly Hellraiser. To that she said, "Mom, I think you and I are more alike than either of us want to think."
I'm flattered and flabbergasted.
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