At least one weekend a month, the husband is away on a scout or work trip. A few weeks ago, his away weekend coincided with all of the children being on adventures of their own. Home alone with no transportation, I read all day and overindulged in the evening. Instead of passing out like a […]
“I can smell your flat iron.” < - raises flat iron to nose for sniff test -> “Ow!” I’ve burned fingers and earlobes with the flat iron a million times, but burning my own nose was a first that I hope will also be a last.