Anxiety Activator # 1: The Handicapped Stall Door in the Chili’s Restroom that Detached from its Hinges and Landed on my Foot Anxiety Activator # 2: My Failure to Look Like Lara Flynn Boyle after Six Straight Hours on the Master Cleanse Lemonade Fast Anxiety Activator #3: The Ocho AKA My Husband’s Truck that has [...]
