Bean Days, Blue Nights
Dispatches from a go-gettin journalist.
Because not all Army wives live behind the lines...
Friday, October 12, 2012
I love our town for recognizing that I need a parking spot of my own. Granted, it's right next to the handicap spot...
Still, my waddling self appreciates it.
Word to the mothers (to-be).
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