I don't know why I'm telling you this, but I sat in the car all Sunday afternoon weeping until my eyes became raw and swollen, which I do every Sunday from 3:30pm to 4:30pm while my husband watches football, before heading back inside to continue being a wife. When I first started this ritual, the neighbors… Continue reading ‘Til Death Do Us Part.
For every man in an expensive car, there's someone in the passenger seat. That's today's one-liner! How do you interpret it, and what do you think about what you think it means? Comment below! And remember to subscribe via email for priority access to blog posts, a cool gift, and other exclusive subscriber privileges and… Continue reading Seat Warmers.