Miss P recommends relaxed bemusement at the strained and unnecessary efforts of some Christians to claw back holy meaning for Ash Wednesday out of the lacey pink clutches of commercialized romance.
You’re living through traumatic times. After fifteen-plus months spent regarding all members of the public—along with one’s science-doubting relatives—as walking dispensers of viral load, you can’t expect to recover instantly.
For all the complaints about how exhausting Zoom meetings are, they do offer fresh opportunities to bond with your coworkers—or get revenge on them, as needed.
t’s time once again to welcome guest blogger and advice columnist Pious Petunia, offering timely wisdom and incisively soothing commentary on modern romance.
Today, guest blogger and advice columnist Pious Petunia is back to offer a little sensible comfort and joy for those wearied by the weirdness of the season. Dear Miss Petunia: I would like to prepare during Advent for the coming of Christ by sustaining an…
Dear Pious Petunia: How do I cope? Miss P: I’ve been receiving many letters of late whose plaintive pleas boil down to that very question. Thank you for summing up the general mood so concisely. What with a cacophony of conflict and chaos in Washington,…
Spring favors those in the springtime of life. Or does it? Today, guest columnist Pious Petunia features letters from younger correspondents and offers gentle wisdom to soothe the peculiar confusions of youth.