Maybe it’s because I’ve been dealing with another broken body part lately – honestly, I just get one thing fixed and something else goes wonky. Maybe it’s the increasingly odd conversations my mate and I have been having with aging relatives and noticing how our engagement in those chats has changed over time. Whatever. I’ve…
Month: March 2013
At Least It’s Only Once Every Five Years
TGIF, am I right? Do you know what’s even worse than suffering the indignities of a pap smear? Well, I’ll tell you. It’s leaving your socks on and then discovering after the fact that there’s a hole in the bottom of one of them and then wondering why you didn’t notice that when you were…