Author: Erma Bombeck

Never go to a doctor whose office plants have died.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

I haven’t trusted polls since I read that 62% of women had affairs during their lunch hour; I’ve never met a woman in my life who would give up lunch for sex.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

Marriage is like a train that makes intermittent stops at children, new house, new job, new car and cruises, just to keep the trip interesting.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

My second favorite household chore is ironing, my first being hitting my head on the top bunk bed until I faint.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

They were the type of children who would kill both parents and make you feel sorry for them because they were orphans.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

A grandmother pretends she doesn't know who you are on Halloween.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

Shopping is probably the most underrated contact sport in the world.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

We wondered why when a child laughed, he belonged to Daddy, and when he had a sagging diaper that smelled like a landfill – “He wants his mother.”

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

It goes without saying that you should never have more children than you have car windows.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

It would have been a wonderful wedding – had it not been mine.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

Housework is a treadmill from futility to oblivion with stop-offs at tedium and counter productivity.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

How come anything you buy will go on sale next week?

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

The Grass is Always Greener Over the Septic Tank

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

Before you try to keep up with the Joneses, be sure they're not trying to keep up with you.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

People usually survive their illnesses, but the paper work eventually does them in; filing a claim for insurance is terminal.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

When you look like your passport photo, it’s time to go home.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

The odds of going to the store for a loaf of bread and coming out with ONLY a loaf of bread are three billion to one.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

Some say our national pastime is baseball. Not me… it's gossip.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

At my age, patience is not a virtue… it’s a luxury.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

All of us have moments in our lives that test our courage; Taking children into a house with white carpet is one of them.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist

Anything dropped in the bathroom will fall in the toilet.

(1927 – 1996) columnist & humorist