Yesterday he lost one job, but today he has a new one.
He took absolutely no time out to lick his wounds, but instead hung up the phone from talking to his old boss, went to work to collect his stuff in a box, and came back home and started making calls. If you need someone to go out to hunt, kill something and drag it home, my husband is THE MAN.
I know it's just hair, but I still might cry. - I was wandering Target last night (a perfectly acceptable Friday night activity) when Annie sent me a text. It was a brief conversation: [image: photo f93ab...
5 days ago