Foiled Again.

Josh has this new game that he likes to play. It's called Call-Ashlie-At-Work-And-Pretend-I'm-Someone-Else-From-the-Parish. At first I had no problem detecting my clever husband's tricks. Either the voice was too ridiculous, the story unbelievable, or he would start laughing. Until yesterday. I answered the phone with my usual greeting, "Saint Michael's, this is Ashlie" and I … Continue reading Foiled Again.

Um, Remember That One Time I Said I Don’t Know How to Pump Gas?

On April 20th I wrote post in which I informed my readers that I had only used half a tank of gas since Josh left, and that I was hoping that the second half would last me until Josh got home....because I don't know how to pump gas. It's illegal to pump your own gas … Continue reading Um, Remember That One Time I Said I Don’t Know How to Pump Gas?