Today, we had a guy from Sears come out to look at our washer. It's not agitating, draining, or spinning, so it's full of dirty water from our last load of laundry. The "repair guy," (and I use that term loosely) told me that he wasn't sure when they'd get the part in, so we … Continue reading How NOT to Sell Your Manly Services to the Lady of the House
I was sitting with my family in the little cafe area at Target. (Naturally.) My husband was waiting in line at Starbucks, and my four kids, miraculously, were sitting and/or playing quietly while I worked on my grocery list. A mom and her two young boys were sitting at the table next to us, and at one point I looked up, caught her eye, and smiled. She did not smile back. That should've been my first clue that something was wrong with her.
