I was driving Aisling to her piano lesson today and she spent most of the twenty minute ride telling me about a boy she likes and bewailing the fact that the males of the species are just so difficult to understand.
"Doesn't it make you feel so lucky that you're old and have been married for a million years so that you don't have to worry about this stuff anymore?" she asked me with great seriousness.
I turned my head to give her a long, appraising look. "You might want to re-phrase that, dear."
She sat and thought for a moment, her brow furrowed. "You mean 'married for a thousand years'?" she asked.
I said "milk, bread, hot dogs..." - We're getting our first big snowstorm of the season tonight. Earlier today, while I was still at work, I texted Mike and said "I'll pick up the boys, but c...
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