“I got a pedicure today,” I said to my husband, showing off my freshly painted toes that glimmered from beneath my flip flops. “What do you think?”“They’re orange,” he said. “They’re not orange.” I corrected him. “They’re cantaloupe.” He blinked a couple of times trying to process this irrelevant piece of information.“Okay, he replied. “But they don’t match your pink [...]
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