It’s the most wonderful time of the year for losing your mind
It’s the most wonderful time of the year for losing your mind
Somewhere around 1994, my dad got my mom a toilet seat for Christmas. To be fair, it was a good one, made of oak. A designer toilet seat, if you will. But for the Hedenberg family, that was the gift heard round the world. My father is generous and giving and always has been. Each …
I Don't Belong Here. 