Sunday Confession: FIRE!
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Confession: About five years ago, only a week or two after our wedding, I screamed like a little girl and thought I was burning the house down the first time I used the stovetop in our new house. I had never cooked with gas before, and I didn't know that flames were normal.
I'm certain Lee was a bit worried that day about the cookingcluelessness skills of his new wife.
(And, no, I'm not Roman Catholic, nor have I ever been. But I like the idea of making confession posts a somewhat regular thing, and Confession Sunday had a nice ring to it.)
I'm certain Lee was a bit worried that day about the cooking
(And, no, I'm not Roman Catholic, nor have I ever been. But I like the idea of making confession posts a somewhat regular thing, and Confession Sunday had a nice ring to it.)