My wife and I were on our way home from my brother’s house one afternoon when she told me that she needed to stop at the arts and crafts store. Normally this means that I’d be waiting in the car bored out of my gourd for about 30 minutes while she browses their sweet selection of beads, storage essentials and floral decor, but on this instance I decided to stop in with her.
As I walked around … CONTINUE READING »