Humor by Sheila Moss
Welcome to the website of Sheila Moss, Tennessee humorist and columnist,
writing about the humor in everyday life before it gets away. Funny
stuff happens to people all the time and they don't realize it. Sheila
looks for humor in ordinary life and tells stories about the crazy things that happen to everyone.
refrigerator hates me! I curse the day I bought that thing. I had no
choice, or at least not much of a choice. My ancient relic from
prehistoric times had finally quit. I needed something new, and I
needed it today. FULL
“This looks like fun,” Honey said, reading
an email. “Do you want to go on a tour?” It didn’t sound
like fun to me, a bus tour of the Tennessee section of the
Natchez Trace. I knew what it would be, a busload of senior
citizens, that’s what. FULL
deals with life's little disasters, domestic or otherwise. We may call
it luck, karma, fate, juju, God’s will, destiny or a bad hair day.
Recently, I heard that cleansing your house of
negative energy can be done by burning sage. FULL
you read my column on a regular basis, you will recall that I was
shopping for a pair of navy pants a few weeks ago and ended up buying
everything else in the store, but no pants. Not easily discouraged, I
decided to check out a different store. FULL
fashion police are at it again. This time they want us to tell us how
older women are supposed to dress to avoid seeming as if they are
trying to look like a teenager. Do Medicare mamas really want to look
as if they are still sweet 16?
would think finding a pair of women's navy dress pants could be so
difficult? There are dozens of pairs of black pants everywhere, but
navy is a different matter. FULL
been scalped. You ladies know what I mean. I have a lousy haircut. My
worst nightmare has come true. FULL
I want to get rid of the entertainment center in my room. It takes up
too much space and is in the way."
"But that is a nice piece of furniture. I paid a
lot of money for it only 25 years ago."
"Mom, entertainment centers went out with
invention of flat screen television. I don’t want it. FULL
don't you come to St. Louis and visit me?" My sister asked.
"I am having surgery for my back in the middle of the month, but
I don't have anything to do between Easter and the surgery. If you
fly, I can pick you up at the airport." FULL
no! Not again!"
I had driven my car earlier that morning and it was
fine. Now the dashboard message said "low tire pressure."
Something had to be wrong. FULL
bought a pair of jeans this week. Okay, they are mom jeans. Mom jeans,
in case you have been living under a rock, are not your daughter's
jeans. They do not hug your hips; they are not low cut; they are not
flared at the bottom to enhance your figure; they do not fit skin
tight and do not have a designer label. FULL
main event in my life this week was signing up for a new recycling
service. Yes, you heard me right – recycling -- which shows how dull
my life is if trash excites me. What can I say? FULL