It’s, like, totally time to make a grocery list.
We didn’t have much of anything to fix for dinner, so George said he’d go to the store. I scanned the contents of the fridge to see what we needed, and he wrote the list. When I glanced at it, I noticed he’d printed with much larger, rounder letters than usual. “Why are you writing […]
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