What you needed, I reckon, was less book learning and more bread-and-butter learning.

Travels of a French-fried potato: In your mouth a few minutes; in your stomach a few hours; on your hips for the rest of your life.

Where is the gents? I need a slash.

I remember that when I was first stepping into mommishness, and I had my one wee baby, my friend Carol would tell me that the biggest change in her life since becoming a mom was her lack of a thought life.