#sew

You sweat out the free agent thing in November then you make the trades in December. Then you struggle to sign the guys left in January and in February I get down to sewing all the new numbers on the uniforms. ↗

— Whitey Herzog

#december #down #february #free #free agent

And, over the last thirty years we have seen men's participation in both housework and childcare has increased and women's have stayed at about the same. ↗

— James Levine

#both #childcare #housework #increased #last

Good schools, good jobs, good government. These are not unreasonable demands. But sadly, some of our people have already lost heart and have left Hawaii to look for these things elsewhere. ↗

— Linda Lingle

#demands #elsewhere #good #good government #good jobs

A lady is smarter than a gentleman, maybe, she can sew a fine seam, she can have a baby, she can use her intuition instead of her brain, but she can't fold a paper in a crowded train. ↗

— Phyllis McGinley

#brain #crowded #fine #fold #gentleman

You can be fat and love yourself. You can be fat and have a great damn personality. You can be fat and sew your own clothes. But you can't be fat and healthy. ↗

— Susan Powter

#damn #fat #great #healthy #love

But the French writers always had more originality and independence than others, and that regulator, which elsewhere was religion, long since ceased to exist for them. ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

#ceased #elsewhere #exist #french #had

Chains do not hold a marriage together. It is threads, hundreds of tiny threads, which sew people together through the years. ↗

— Simone Signoret

#chains #hold #hundreds #marriage #people

Wanted: a needle swift enough to sew this poem into a blanket. ↗

— Charles Simic

#blanket #enough #into #needle #poem

Let’s escape outside,” Isabelle suggested. “Do you have any other talents?” “I bake and garden.” “Do you sew, too?” Amber nodded. “I sew whenever anger incites me to mutilation.” Isabelle laughed. “One cannot hang for attacking a piece of cloth. ↗

— Patricia Grasso

#attacking #bake #garden #sew #anger

In the back of the fridge I checked out some stewed apples destined to fester. I examined them closely and reckoned they had only a day to go, even by my standards. I spooned the apples into tiny bowls, tossed in some dried fruit and sprinkled them with crumble topping. Delicious, they said that night, scraping the bowls so clean they hardly needed to go in the dishwasher. The fools. ↗

— Helen Brown

#family #feminism #housewife #mother #family