Darn it, anyway!
I swear I used to have a memory. But now my memory is just … well, a memory.
Honestly, I thought menopausal madness had come and gone for me (in two weeks I’ll be - gulp! - 57 - gulp! again).
But today I saw my favorite sweater come out of the washing machine - the sweater I DON"T want to wash.
I cringed. Then I bravely said something like "I would really prefer that my pink sweater isn’t washed in the machine." And… Continue
Posted on June 1, 2009 at 11:12am