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Waxing in the Age of ‘Rona
If you’re anything like me, you are sick, sick, sick of this whole Coronavirus business. I am so ready for life to get back to normal. I need my nails done. I need to visit my wax lady. I need to shop somewhere other than Walmart. There is no end to the selfish and shallow reasons I want this to be over. The end of the world is proving to be quite an inconvenience. Simmer down, Karen. I know how serious this virus is. I don’t need an angry email detailing the reasons I should follow your lead and wear a useless cloth mask and contaminated gloves everywhere I go.…
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God Laughs
I may not go to church as often as I should and I’m certainly not the best example of a pious woman, but I do wholeheartedly believe God is real. And I am one hundred percent positive he has a sense of humor. A good one. If you don’t agree, I challenge you to answer me this: If God does not have a sense of humor, why would he not only allow us to create see through doors, but also give us people who would walk into them? Seriously. There is nothing funnier in this world than watching someone bounce off a closed glass or screen door they thought was…
