by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea I stood there looking at the car, shaking my head in utter disbelief. Disbelief and no small amount of judgment. That driver needed to be at least a little bit shamed. Pull the car in. Into the plainly marked spot. Put it between the two yellow lines.…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea “You know what it is, right?” It was years ago when my son handed me his drawing and asked me that question. And may I say, I handled it like a real pro. Actually no. I may not say that. Because I froze. Froze like a total…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea When people say you should dress for the life you want, my inner self tells me to put on jammies. I think my inner self is a little tired. I’ve also considered the possibility that my inner self is at least a little bit cat. Naps. Glorious,…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea There’s a longstanding debate over which knock-knock joke is the best of all time. I would like to call it a knock-knock knock-down-drag-out, but I’m afraid you’d stop reading and I hate to lose readers in the first paragraph. We can’t argue that there are definitely knock-knock…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea My thighs (as I’m trying on size 4 jeans): What year do you think this is? Me (groaning and straining to get into those jeans): All I had for lunch was a baked potato. Thighs: With six pats of butter and about a quarter pound of bacon…

by Rhonda Rhea @RhondaRhea Lash down. I repeat, we have a lash down. This is not a drill. Go to DEFCON 2. I was at a conference, just stepping up to the mic. Two seconds in, and wouldn’t you know it, one fake lash goes down. All weekend long, those lashes…