Well that was embarrassing
/I'm checking out at Whole Foods, the male checker and I are shooting the breeze, and as I pull my keys out, I realize, too late of course, that a pantyliner is stuck to my key chain.
Musings from a servantless, stay-at-home, cooking-obsessed mom
I'm checking out at Whole Foods, the male checker and I are shooting the breeze, and as I pull my keys out, I realize, too late of course, that a pantyliner is stuck to my key chain.
musings from a stay-at-home, cooking-obsessed mom
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