When I was a high school senior, I was nicknamed Mario Confetti when I wrecked my mother’s beautiful Pontiac Grand LeMans a month after I got my license.
As always, you inspire me to do better.
I have found that if I change my “what if” (insert something catastrophic ) to “what about” (insert a past blessing) thing improve.
Good advice!
I never knew you wrecked Mom's car! I always watch the tires of the semi's. Don't trust those jokers. Oh, and get a louder horn.
You were probably floating in the North Atlantic or something. It was the day of our grandparents’ 50th anniversary party. 😂
As always, you inspire me to do better.
I have found that if I change my “what if” (insert something catastrophic ) to “what about” (insert a past blessing) thing improve.
Good advice!
I never knew you wrecked Mom's car! I always watch the tires of the semi's. Don't trust those jokers. Oh, and get a louder horn.
You were probably floating in the North Atlantic or something. It was the day of our grandparents’ 50th anniversary party. 😂