isn't that how the song goes?
And no, you don't grow out of getting motion sick. Stupid mountains...bumpy all the way to the Saskatchewan border. At least the pilot called it bumpy. I called it a lot of things intermixed with a prayer about not puking in public, on a plane, with no escape from the humiliation...only thing worse would be exposing the waxing mishap results.
. . . . . . . . . . Tongue in cheek tales of a redhead who seems to take the long way...
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- EPrairiegrrl
- Former small prairie city now small-town (soon to be a burb), single girl making her way in the wild, wild west.
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