That Painful 1%
It happened after we ate at Chick-fil-A one evening, when my husband and I drove home separately, the kids riding with me in their car…
It happened after we ate at Chick-fil-A one evening, when my husband and I drove home separately, the kids riding with me in their car…
“No,” he said with less than an adequate amount of interest or enthusiasm to please me, the idea generator. Don’t you just want to whack…