I am first to admit that being married to me, and Middleaged Morman Man, is not always a bed of roses. Thankfully, if I forget that I can be a challenge to my EC, one of my loyal readers will gladly remind me. Case in point: Wednesday night we were shopping at Walmart. I’m not a big fan of shopping. I pursue it with a “search and destroy” attitude, and pride myself for getting out of Costco with only the planned-for purchases....
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