Two weeks ago I purchased a new pair of eyeglasses in Wichita, and last night I finally found them--in the fruit bin of our refrigerator where I keep apples and little tubs of yogurt. How the hell did they end up there? I am totally blaming Big Bore, because putting away groceries is his gig, not mine. He has suggested I have the glasses permanently embedded on my face. Not a bad idea.
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