Just for fun, let’s talk about another member of my family for a change. How about . . . oh. . . um . . . my mother?
My mother, Virginia Wells Sullivan. We call her Ginger, ’cause she hates to be called “Mom.” According to her, just hearing the word “mom” ages a woman twenty years. And it’s not very chic. So Ginger it is.
Ginger’s got plenty of secrets I could spill—just as one example, did you know she uses a face cream with rabbit pee in it to keep her skin smooth?
Here’s a typical Ginger day: (more…)