Dear Millicent, I have a family member, let's call him Uncle Frank. Uncle Frank doesn't know when to leave. He will stay at our place long after all our other guests have left, completely ignoring all subtle hints about the lateness of the hour like pointed yawns and comments about having to get the kids to bed. He'll make himself comfortable, and continue to raid our liquor cabinet until 2AM if we let him. How do I politely tell him to GTFO and not cause an international …
Ask Millicent: Keeping Calm in a Storm of Stupid
Dear Millicent, I am a person who feels things. I am quick to laugh, quick to empathetic tears, and more distressingly, quick to "oh my god, your stupidity is making me rage volcano spew fiery hot lava through my veins." When issues arise because of other people not using a single ounce of logic or shred of reasoning, I fear I might give myself an aneurysm. It's my natural reaction. Luckily, I know better than to speak to the offender at that time. I am smart enough to give myself a few …
Ask Millicent: Seating Arrangements Ruining Holiday Meals
Dear Millicent, I’m kind of dreading the holidays, and since the season is on us there’s no escaping them. I love my family and we always have fun seeing each other and eating and drinking way too much, and reunions would be great were it not for one thing. My sister-in-law, who I otherwise see eye-to-eye with and even really like, insists on seating adults and kids at separate tables. To me these seating arrangements smack of an era when kids were seen and not heard and I want my children …
Dear Millicent: Mustard Stains Harshing My Oktoberfest Mellow
Dear Millicent, October is my favorite time of the year. It's not about falling leaves and pumpkins for me, but rather Beer and Bratwurst. Zigga-zagga, zigga-zagga, hoy, hoy, hoy! Bring on Oktoberfest! So here's my problem: Mustard. I fancy myself a bit of a stain ninja in that I can get out chocolate and blood like nobody's business, but my mustard stained blouses and lederhosen get trashed. So my question, Millicent, is how do I deal with these mustard stains?! Signed, Splattered …
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Here at Life in Pleasantville we understand the term "Domestic Bliss" should often be re-coined "domestic-just-kinda-survivng-at-this-point." While we all strive to be the best parents, partners, friends (and lovers) we can be, let's be honest; it's hard to even keep our hair brushed each day. It's not even about the almighty buzzword "balance" anymore because you can't balance 307 chores and still get a meal on the table every single evening without sacrifice. Enter your new friend, …
