You wouldn't think those three things had much in common, but this is my life, where strange miracles happen every day.
The fact that I'm doing my laundry is sure registering as a miracle to my sock-bath-towel-deprived family. So, an entire basket of socks has been sorted and paired–sort of, the teen is not a fan of paired socks. (She loves to torment my OCD by wearing unmatched socks, which is better than how she torments hubby's sanitary issues by attempting to eat off the floor, lol.) I...
Published on June 17, 2010 13:31