A divorced mom tries to keep pace with everyone around her.

Christine Campbell: My brains say no, but my pants say off
Matthew Kimble: We woke up; I thought she'd leave. Then she made eggs; I thought she'd eat her eggs and leave. Then she took a bath; I thought she'd take a bath and leave. Then she took a nap; I thought she'd take a nap and leave. Then she decided to sunbathe.
Richard Campbell: God, it's like a sexy Dr. Seuss book.
Matthew Kimble: I don't want her here all day. I don't like her anyway.
Christine Campbell, Richard Campbell: [talking about Stan] He has certain attributes that make him appealing.
Richard Campbell: Ugh. Are you talking about the size of his...
Christine Campbell: No, no. You know that size doesn't matter to me.
Richard Campbell: [long pause] How would I know that?
Christine Campbell: There's something about lying on the floor, hiding from our lovers, that's telling me we're not in control of our lives as we should be.