I don’t know what it is about women, but it they gotta have two of everything – a “good one” and an everyday one that you’re allowed to actually use. Remember that time I cut the end of my finger off with the table saw? God help me, I grabbed the two “good towels” Minnie hangs in the bathroom for no reason because we’re not allowed to touch them. First thing she said was, Look at my towels! and me, all a bloody mess. [Read more]