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Dear Miss Thing: My husband has stopped doing any housework. He claims because of his "job" he is too "busy" to wash the laundry and dishes and floor. What should I do?
Sincerely yours, These Hands Aren't Dishpan
 Dear Ms. Hands: What you have here is a failure to communicate. It is every Miss Thing’s responsibility to make sure her consort fully understands the rules of Miss Thingitude. You must make it perfectly clear to the little man that he may keep his little “job” only as long as it doesn’t interfere with his duties at home. Repeat as often as necessary until he agrees. If he resists, then make him understand that HE needs to hire a maid (preferably an exceptionally dowdy looking one) to perform those dreadful duties, which would simply destroy your lovely manicure.
--Air kiss, air kiss, Miss Thing
 Dear Miss Thing: I'm 14 months pregnant and none of my fabulous shoes fit. And even if they did, my joints are so loose I'd fall out of them. Any suggestions for gorgeous AND pregnancy-friendly footwear?
Love, Ready to Burst
Dearest Ready: So sorry to hear about your appalling condition. Miss Thing hopes that when the time for your delivery comes, the doctors administer some really great drugs that won’t wear off until the little one(s) are potty trained. Now as for all of your fabulous footwear, just save it until your feet are back to normal. In the meantime, a marvelous pedicure and a husband to wait on you 24/7 should be all you need.
--Hang in there (or out there, as the case may be), Miss Thing
Dear Miss Thing: My counter is covered with junk mail and articles I've clipped but never read. One such is entitled, "How to eliminate clutter." What should I do?
--Desperate Housewife
 Dear Desperate: Don’t panic. The first step to eliminating the clutter is to eliminate the clutter. You don’t need an article to tell you to simply find the trash can and deposit everything on your counter into it (except, of course, for the takeout menus). The second step (which the article would also fail to tell you) is to reward yourself for all that hard work with a glass of your favorite beverage. Mine is, of course, champagne.
--Cheers! Miss Thing
 Dear Miss Thing: When is the appropriate time to wear bling-bling?
--Anonymous
Dear Mr. or Ms. Anonymous: The appropriate time to wear bling-bling is when one is awake. When one is asleep, it can make dents in one’s face, which can be quite unattractive.
Smoochy-Smoochums, Miss Thing
Dear Miss Thing: The state of the world seems so dismal right now -- how does one retain her prettiness and poise among all the ugliness?
Much Love, Not Happy Northampton, MA
 Dear Not Happy: Miss Thing sympathizes with your feelings. The world is filled with unsightly tragedy these days, and it’s a real challenge to keep from becoming unsightly right along with it. However, you owe it to your public to keep their spirits up by remaining Miss Thingalicious no matter what the circumstances. So none of this dismal depression talk--it takes the body right out of your hair. Instead, why not begin a worthwhile project? For instance, since the government finally seems to be getting a grip on delivering food and water to the hurricane victims, maybe you could begin a fund to donate other necessities like eyeliner and feather boas to the many drag queens displaced along the Gulf Coast.
Stay Fabulous, Miss Thing
 Dear Miss Thing: When is the proper time for a cocktail?
Adoringly Yours, Miss LBJ
Dear Miss LBJ: Ironically, the proper time for a cocktail is right now. Make mine a cosmopolitan, please.
Air Kiss, Air Kiss, Miss Thing
Dear Miss Thing: How come my husband doesn't want to wear pants around the house?
--Annie Bobannie
 Dear Annie: There are two possible reasons why your husband wouldn’t want to wear pants around the house:
1. He is a big, lazy slob.
2. He realizes that you, as a Miss Thing, are the one who ultimately wears the pants, so he doesn’t bother.
Since he is a man, No. 1 is always a possibility. However, since you visited us at MissThing.Net, we believe answer No. 2 is much more likely. You go, girl!
Love and Kisses, Miss Thing
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