This is a post and a proposal. The post comes first and, after that, a proposal for you. You can read about my idea below as well as here.
We’re at the counter of a convenience store in a small town on our way north to visit my family for Thanksgiving, paying for drinks and road trip snacks.
There are the usual distractions–candy, toys, magazines.
“Mama, will you buy me a Cosmo?” As in Cosmopolitan magazine.
“No. I’m not paying for a magazine for you.” And especially not a magazine famous for its sex advice!
“Mom, it’s reading material. Material for the car.”
“The last magazine I bought you on a road trip was tossed aside after 12 minutes. 12 minutes. That’s not long enough for four bucks.”
“But mom, I need to know how to sex up my holiday.” My seventeen-year old. She’s brazen, too loud in…
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