No doubt every other man he works with was breathing sighs of relief that their gifts of bread machines, vacuum cleaners, and electric toothbrushes would be met with ecstatic sighs from their spouses. Compared to a garden hoe, they’d be spending a veritable fortune, after all.
Did you hear that? That’s the sound of deflating balloon....that balloon that used to hold the idea that one was young and attractive but now must hold the idea that one has become matronly.
