Bread Bags and Pantyhose

Can I ask you something?  When you were 10, did you know what “wind-chill,” meant?  I figured it meant what was slapping against my cheeks, blurring my vision with tears, while careening down an ice laden hill on my sled as the driving snow pelted me with it’s icy needles.  I surely didn’t know it…

Floss on the Floor

“Geesh! Floss on the floor again, and 2″ from the trash can. Really?” Those were my thoughts this morning as I gathered wash from the hamper in the bathroom. My husband had just taken a shower and unlike me who flosses at night before bed to make sure nothing gross is growing near my gums…