My Sister Guest Blogs: Debut of BS and Nuts in a Sling
So, many of you have heard about me and have even appreciated my artwork. I felt it was long overdue for me to welcome you to our family and share some laughs of mine as well.
So you’ve heard of me, the Big Sister who can now just be referred to as BS. About me – a 39 yr old working mom in a NYC suburb. Although I’m not from the East coast, I have lived here now for about 15 years which means I have:
1- evolved my ability to be an aggressive driver;
2- temporarily became a disciple of eating (insert food fad here: cupcakes, rice pudding, boba tea, meatballs, ramen noodles etc) and (insert exercise/health fad here: yoga, jivamukti yoga, bar method, blueprint cleanse);
3- a heightened intolerance for people who lack self-awareness (loud talkers on cell phones, people who walk on the side walk in NYC shoulder to shoulder); AND
4 – a big ego.
I have two kids; I’ll call them Ferdinand (3 yrs old) and Isabella (5 yrs old) not because they’re Spanish but because they behave like royalty. I’ll spend more time discussing them later – today’s entry is about husbands.
I was recently in Hawaii for work.
Really for work? Yes, I did work (as least as possible) and yes, I did eat (fad foods: Puka dog, loco moco) and yes, I did try paddleboarding. The following week, friends of ours were hosting a Hawaii-themed party so I thought would it be cute if we ALL (the family) wore the same printed Hawaiian outfits. Me and Isabella in matching MuMu dresses (think Mrs. Roper in colorful Hibiscus prints) with plumeria in our hair, and Daddy and Ferdinand wearing same print in Hawaiian shirts. This is how the conversation went down.
BS to spouse: “Hey, I was thinking that for the Hawaiian party next week we could all wear matching outfits, really go with the theme. All four of us in cute bright printed Hawaiian shirts and dresses.”
Do you all have images of Griswold family wearing matching berets?
Spouse: “Really?? I think you guys would look cute but I think I’ll abstain.”
BS: “But come on, the kids are only young for a short amount of time. I’m only going to be able to dress them for a brief time so if we ever want to do it, it’s now. It’ll be cute!”
Spouse: “No”
So, spouse is usually a good sport about things but I’m sure he was thinking, “Geeez, our friends all know you have my nutsack in a sling, do we really have to arrive at a party and announce it with a superbowl ad?”
I think you guys all know the couples I’m talking about here. Where you know that the wife runs the show and rules the household. I’m not saying that my house is like that but maybe it’s more important for my friends to think it’s run like that. In the end, the kids wore matching outfits, we just honored the theme of the party by getting shit-faced on mai-tais.
Glad to insert myself into RandomEsq’s blog here – Mahalo!
Do you have some examples you’ve seen where you can tell that the woman is totally in charge, bossing her husband around?

1. My niece saw Annie for the first time. On an iPad. While on a plane. Going to L.A. Or maybe to the Caribbean. Who knows. It’s a toss up, really. Anyway, the movie introduced her to the concept of poverty and wealth – which prompted her to ask my sister, “Mommy, are we rich?”







1. Pardon the relative radio-silence. My grandmother passed away on April 11. Following that week, which I might add sucked, I returned to work only to have that self-implode (while in the middle of an office move) so I’ve been spending all my time with family (cool) or sitting with my work laptop in front of me (not as much with the cool).
1. This is me watching basketball tonight:


Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.