Damsel in this Dress Blog — bloggle

In a brightly lit grocery store, all the way at the end of a sensationally lengthy personal care products aisle, I crouched into a deep squat, squinting at the labels and trying to figure out what lotion would be the best for my husband's rough cracking hands. A few seconds later, he came up behind me and put his arms around me and instantly I was awash in a girlish giddiness that made my cheeks flush and my stomach do somersaults.  Because we are in December, we could hear the old classic melody of "Silver Bells" playing off in the...