“Ugh, my hair needs cutting, and I look fat,” I spoke to the mirror while trying to make sense of the haystack of hair floating around my head. “Ah-hem.” My husband cleared his throat…
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My legs were sticking together and a bead of sweat rolled lazily down my back. “Ugh. I’m hot,” I thought and glanced at the unmoving ceiling fan. “You hot?” I asked my husband. “Nope,”…
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Do you squeeze the toothpaste from the end or the middle? Does toilet paper go on the roll so you pull from the top or the bottom? Do you know how to talk so…
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Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom. Song of Solomon 2:15 NIV It all starts so innocently. No one is supposed to get…