Do you remember my tush pincher?
Let me refresh your memory (or introduce you to the frat boy in my bathroom).
Well, Mr. Muscles has come to my rescue yet again. Such a good hubs he is. Granted, he got pinched several times as well, but no where near as often as I did. There is now much rejoicing and it did not require any duct tape. Just a trip to Lowe’s. 🙂 See! No crack!
Let me show you that again.
Ta-dah! Aren’t you rejoicing with me? *grin*
Fully Relying on God,