Why didn’t my husband take the time like I did to go through each item before chucking it aside? Why didn’t he give a rat’s ass about the books? Why didn’t he CARE? Because to him, the two books were shit.
Melissa and the no-good, absolutely horrid day.
Time to REBOOT.
Sitting in the living room on a Monday night, my “favorite” TV show is on (Lizard Lick Towing) as my husband reclines in his chair.As of lately, we have not been seeing “eye-to-eye” and I think it’s time for a REBOOT here in BFE.His favorite pastime as of recent is “Bread Bitching” – this is… Continue reading Time to REBOOT
I am able to admit when I can’t do something.Like, cooking is a prime example.Singing is another – which was evident when I was about 9 years old and tried out for a local production of “The Princess and the Pea” and I could not sing “Row, row, row your boat.”All I wanted to do… Continue reading Admitting defeat is something we all should do … at least once – it humbles us