Something I didn’t know: Your 12th anniversary is silk.
My wife looked it up ’cause today’s our 12th. I didn’t get silk for her (who knew?). But I’m claiming my silky, smooth moves for getting her to say yes.
Like when I asked her to marry me in my parents’ car in the parking lot of the [...]
Ramblin’ Prose
A little bit of everything that doesn’t make sense to a rational parent
