The Blonde Complex

Let’s just say last Sunday morning was not one of my… umm… sunniest mornings.  I woke up on the wrong side of the wrong side of the bed, to say the least.  By the time I finally made it into my car to drive to church, I was so worked up that I literally took my hands of the wheel, closed my eyes, and screamed at the top of my lungs.  Cathartic? Yes.  Graceful? No.  Safe? Absolutely not.  The funny thing is that I actually startled myself. Ha! You may...

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