I am writing this post because I was asked to...by my husband. You see, he said something that I turned all around that left him standing, staring and asking, "What am I supposed to say to that?" The scene is as follows: I'm in the laundry room, bending over throwing clothes into the dryer, he walks by, slaps me on the backside and declares, "Whoa that's a skinny little shredded bottom!" To which I say, "Oh great, what did it used to … [Read more...]
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