August 2015
Martinis in a Mayo Jar
This mom had a super-sized craving—and she didn’t even like martinis
My girlfriend and I lived only a few doors away from each other. Our children played together. We shopped together. We were co-cadet Girl Scout leaders together. We drank together and we played naughty pranks, like the time we hung a “Just Married” sign on the back of a priest’s car (may God forgive us). My girlfriend got the headache; I took the aspirin. You get the picture. We were almost connected at the hip.
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