One thing I left off my “Perfect World” list was an Easy Button. Or maybe I just assumed that because it was a Perfect World, that it would automatically come with both an Easy Button and an Undo Button. How great would that be? Like that time when I was 17 and I asked the wife of my brother’s friend when her baby was due? I totally could have used an Undo Button right then. Or the earth could have opened up and swallowed me whole. Either one would have been preferable to my size 7 Sebago firmly lodged in my big, fat, stupid mouth. Continue reading “That Was Easy”
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