A little Dove Original Deep Moisturizing with one-quarter cleansing cream and my hostas are in heaven There was rain this week, a little, anyway, but don’t let that fool you. We’re in a drought, a real drought, not one of those wimpy droughts that can be scared away by a little rain, no, this is a major drought, a let-your-garden-thirst-to-death drought. This is a serious drought, and we need to get serious about it. So let’s start with your bathroom habits. Which do you ta

Where should I put this? But be nice about it. Ipswich has no small number of antique homes, some approaching 400 years of age. Mine, turning 209 this summer, would be listed by an Ipswich realtor as “new construction.” It follows then, that Ipswich has precious little storage space. The colonists were too busy scrounging for food and navigating relations with the area’s previous residents to spend time building big, complicated houses. So it was slam-bam — floor, walls and

Whom the gods would destroy, they first give a trophy The goal of the “Outsidah” is humorous commentary on life in smalltown New England from the standpoint of a newcomer, which my fellow Ipswich residents tell me I shall forever be. There are basic truths about writing such a column, certain subjects you should certainly avoid discussing, because they’re inherently boring. ® The weather? Deadly dull. Anyone can talk about the weather, and everyone does, so why do another