Toothpaste, Popcorn, and What You Really Marry
Dear Future Husband, I squeeze my toothpaste from the middle. It’s true. I’m one of those people, though I never thought I would be. I always pictured myself as the strategically-push-every-last-drop-from-the-bottom person. But alas, God did not make me one of those. He made me a squeeze-from-the-middle person. Why am I telling you this? First,…