If any of the following incidents serve as foreshadowing, I might be in for an unfortunate, untimely demise. I’d rather die when I’m around 90, from a battle of wits gone awry, but it’s out of my hands. Here are a few reasons why I could probably die in a mortifying way. The bounce house […]
Read MoreIt’s not a secret that quite a few things in this life bug, bother and baffle me. We’ve united in fury … twice. But the other day, I was chopping up pickles for tuna sandwiches—and making absolutely certain to keep the butts (where the stem had been) out of the mix, for people who are […]
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