That one frumpy mom . . . .

That one frumpy mom . . . .

For as long as I can remember, this has been the image that springs to mind when I hear the name Ruth; Bushy grey helmet-hair, receding chin, unflattering glasses, and only the finest in nineties fashion.

Strangely enough, I can’t identify a specific Ruth that inspired this image; its more a composite of various frumpy mothers I’ve met over the years, and somehow that name just stuck. Don’t fret though, lovely Ruth’s of the world– I have an even less flattering association with my own name! Stay tuned . . .

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